You have had ENOUGH! You flip the table in front of you and, with your mob of enraged villagers, surround the nearest werewolf and rip it apart. When the bloodthirsty work is done, all you see before you is a pile of gore.
With all the werewolves destroyed, you return to your homes. The winter progresses, and you find that it is harder to work alongside neighbors who helped you (or didn't help you) murder your mutual neighbors, mothers, children, spouses, and brothers.
You also find that the New England winter is COLD and UNFORGIVING. Without the skills and resources that everyone in town works together to provide, Maplewood quickly runs out of food, heat, and, most damningly, hope.
Spring comes, then summer. Eventually, those who left Maplewood come back to check, and they find almost nothing left. Buildings are burned to the ground. There are signs of cannibalism, and no survivors.
The End.