Confident that the town is on an upswing, most townies sleep soundly through the night, only rising anxiously in the morning with the hopes of returning to their regular daily lives.
Unfortunately, last night would be the worst night imaginable; the exact opposite of what they had hoped.
As they converged in the town square, they beheld a truly gruesome sight; not one, not two, but ... er ... two and a half bodies greeted them, a colossal scene that left rivulets of blood soaking into the cobblestone streets.
In one corner, the body of Mr Stoofer lay riddled with bullets. Evidently caught making a trip to the market early in the morning for fresh ingredients for his cafe,
Gino Di Cuoco
should probably have expected to pay the ultimate price for his part in yesterday's lynch.
In the town fountain, the still-warm corpse of Coobot lay sprawled over the side, a fishing knife sticking out of his back.
Saulo Mercurio
may have never amounted to much, but he had placed his high hopes in Don Ameche's mafia scheme, only to ultimately fail.
And the headless and legless torso of Yosarian2, almost lost in front of the bloody mess of the other two bodies, is propped up against the back of the fountain.
Paulo Rimborso
was doing his duty this deadly night, only to have the cold hand of death upon his shoulder. Er, the one that's missing, I guess.
With only three remaining, it will take two to lynch!
"1AM .. not a good time to think I started mixing massive and mathcam" - Totem, DP8
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