The Mafia Game Number Eight: Day Five
It had been an oddly peaceful day. For the longest time, not a thing had been said. It was as if the villagers had reverted to a time when they were content to merely let the zombies pick them off, one by one. Finally, the newcomer alerted them to her presence and they decided that Mojo's time had run out.
"MojoMunkeez? You want me to kill him?" Digital_Eon whined. A couple of male townies sighed sadly. "Well, if that's what you want..." She glanced over at the church. "Follow me."
The hunter grabbed Mojo's shirt and pulled him to the church, where she quietly locked the doors from the inside.
"I've got a surprise for you," she murmured. "I know how men want to die, so I found Hanul cowering in the next village, so I paid him to come here for a night."
"...but Jyuu followed," she continued. "And Jakko's a bit upset at losing the mayor role, so I thought I might as well let him have a little fun."
Mojo shrugged. "Good enough. There's enough Hanul for everyone."
"...can I watch?"
But he obviously didn't care by that point. Of course, Jakko was the only one of the four males to emerge that night, but... that was to be expected.
Tilting his head in confusion, he asked her, "Why in a church?"
Digital_Eon gave a nonchalant shrug. "Seems appropriate."
"...possibly killing zombies, that's what."
The morning began with a scream as deuce22's mangled corpse was found half-hanging out of a window, spilling blood onto the pavement below. Part of his hand was missing. Upon seeing it, Quiraikotsu promptly fainted.
Digital_Eon just sat back in her chair and watched the sun as it passed overhead.
"Fifteen townies left," she murmured. "And all five zombies. How interesting..."
(Waiting for a bulletin board message. I think there might be one today! =D But maybe not.)
DO YOU LIKE YOUR DEATH, MOJO?! =P