The Morning comes and the town arises with nothing unusual having occured. This of course means that people are dead.
What happened exactly, well I can't tell you that, but I will give you a little hint into the transpirings of the night.
The shadow of darkness fell over the town as everyone returned to their homes in the hopes of someday leaving this place. Dranko walked into his living room to find that he'd been beat there. The familiar shadow of a female figure could be made out sitting in his living room.
"I'd ask you what you're doing here but I already know that."
"Really?" The woman spoke as she stood up, the glint of moonlight could be seen reflecting off her sword. "How do you know that."
"I know everything about you, I know why you came to this place, I know who's been killing the townsfolk. I knew that you'd be here when I arrived."
"If you knew that then why did you come here?"
"Where else am I supposed to go? It was either come here and die, or continue living this nightmare. I just hope the town is smart enough to catch you. I hope they make you burn. Noob!"
"I think I'm doing the town a favor Dranko, nobody seems to like you anyway. Everything you say is so offensive, so derogatory. I would think myself the monster if you weren't such an ass."
As she raised her blade to end his life, Dranko had but one thing he could say to her, "You're Gay!"
As always, once the job was done, she slipped away silently, unheard, unseen, and unnoticed.
That's right, Dranko, your doctor is dead. Or is he your doctor. Can't tell you for sure. But here's what you found out about him when you searched Dranko20 on Google:
“Shug” – Nice Guy/Psychic
“Shug” grew up in Michigan during the time of the Regan Administration. A tough life as it was growing up lead him to have to fend for himself as a child. At an early age he discovered that he possessed a rare gift to read people’s minds. Unfortunately the gift came with a curse, as he could read peoples minds he was unable to tell anybody what he discovered. When he heard about the Murphyville murders he realized that he needed to go to discover the mystery behind the bloodshed.
Elsewhere in the town we had a similar situation occur. carrion pidgeons sat in his home drinking coffee. "If I never sleep they can never catch me off guard. I'll kill the first son of a ***** that walks in here!"
With a dull butter knife in his hand and nobody in particular that he was talking to he was making far too much noise himself to be able to hear the intruder enter his house through his bedroom window. Nor was he able to resist when a thin but very strong piano wire was slipped around his neck and squeezed until his coffee got cold.
Another google search shows carrion pidgeons true identity to be:
Neill Herbert – Perfectionist Copy Editor
Neill works as a copy editor for a well known San Francisco newspaper. After suffering the harassment of his Editor-in-chief he becomes a very anal and perfectionist editor, oftentimes being mean to his fellow staff and becoming disliked by those around him.
After being fired for slapping a reporter Neill decided to move to Murphyville, a small town in a small state where nobody would be able to bother him.
Upon taking up a job as a copy editor for “The Murphyville View” Neill began to fall back into his old routine of being mean, unreasonable, and all around not a nice person.
Very soon after being fired from “The Murphyville View,” Neill decides that it is time for him to go. Being sick of these illiterate farmers already he begins to pack his bags. Before he can even finish the police arrive at his door. They inform him of the lockdown taking place and that he is not to leave until the issue has been resolved.
Seeing that he has no place else to go he agrees to remain in town until the lockdown has ended.
There are now six players remaining, and the fate of Murphyville rests in your hands. With four votes we have a lynch. Good Luck.
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