That Creeping Darkness [Concluded]

[ULC]

End Day 3...

(ugh, I need one more day to catch up >< - please look back here early tomorrow)

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"How goes it Mr. Black? Have the townspeople come to a decision yet or not?" Lovell tapped upon a notepad impatiently with his fine tip pen, trying to think of what to write for a his speech next morning - one must always assure the masses that everything is going according to plan, otherwise they might panic.

Mr. Black shrugged as he looked out from his place on the balcony over looking the town square. "How do you think it goes? These fools bicker and fight or the most foolish of things. They fight over spelling, over pronunciation, over whether or not one of them is paying attention to their fool chatter." Throwing his arms out in despair, Mr, Black lamented. "Even now, instead of doing the task appointed to them, they bicker over whether your message is about 'Chaos', or 'Order'."

Doctor Lovell looked up and pulled his reading glasses down. "My message? How could it be confused for anything but what it is?!" Paying the doctor no mind, Mr. Black walked inside, and grabbed his coat, making ready to leave. "Where do you think your going?", Lovell inquired. Giving him a dour look, Mr. Black countered. "Whether it is chaos and confusion, be it law and order - I don't much care. I am going to go look for that perpetually late tally counter so this day can end!" Donning his fedora, Mr. Black stormed out of the room.

Sighing, Lovell went back to finishing his speech, and an hour later was about to finish when a knock came at his door. Opening the door, Lovell was shocked to find a young woman with piercing eyes before him. "Forgive me, but I thought the great Doctor Lovell would like to know that the tally counter has arrived, and the votes are finally being cast - will you be attending as usual?"

Doctor Lovell, recovering from his shock, made to ask how she had managed to get passed his guards, but decided it against it and simply took the woman's hand, who lead him out to the steps. There stood the crowd, waiting in anticipation for the execution.

Shaking himself out of his stupor, Lovell quickly checked around him for the woman, but could find no trace of her. Sensing that all eyes were on him, Lovell cleared his throat and turned to the mob. "Whom do you accuse?"

A few strong voices from the crowd yelled back. "Sigurd Sigurdsson! He does not help! Day in day out he has avoided coming to the meetings, all the while setting himself to other tasks! Why would he avoid searching for the psychics, if he isn't one himself! He is in league with them, he is in league with the psychics!" The crowd began to chant, and what started as a simple accusation by a few, had turned a torrent as other began piling on accusations, and suddenly Sigurd found himself being dragged by the crowd to the front of the steps, kneeling before Doctor Lovell.

Looking down at Sigurd but speaking to the tally counter, Lovell let passion enter his voice as it rose in volume. "How do the votes lie!" Responding quickly, the tally counter shouted back. "Sigurd is to be lynched!" With a snap of his fingers, Lovell's assistant Gasmask appeared, and the crowd shrank back and quieted.

"How do you plead Sigurd, son of Sigurd?" Looking back with a defiant face, Sigurd spoke with an air of finality. "I accept the verdict of this mockery of a trial...and go to a place the woman told me of, where I will be safe from you and may work to save the poor people of this town from your grip." Looking at Gasmask, Sigurd smiled. "Your time will be soon, silent one..."

Gasmask stepped forward, and grabbing Sigurd's head, jerked it sharply. A wet crack echoed off the steps of the town hall, as Sigurd fell lifelessly upon the stone steps, a smile upon his face. As the crowd dispersed, Lovell made his way back up to his study, where he found that his entire room had been covered in the phrase "I know" in scrawling handwriting, a thousand times over.

Sigurd, aka Sigurd Sigurdsson, has been lynched

Sigurd - 6 (Captain Blackadder, Joooray, Seon, Double A, Centurion1, atheotos)
Centurion1 - 4 (Beskar, Sasaki, pevergreen, Beefy187)
ATPG - 3 (Nictel, A1_Unit, CCRunner)
Andres - 3 (Khazaar, AVSM, TheFlax)
Joooray - 2 (CDF, Wishazu)
Beskar - 2 (Scienter, Diamondeye)
Khazaar - 1 (Winston Hughes)
Renata - 1 (Thermal Mercury)
TheFlax - 1 (Splitpersonality)
Beefy - 1 (Renata)
Scienter - 1 (Andres)
Sasaki - 1 (rhawn)
CCRunner - 1 (ATPG)
AVSM - 1 (Sevis)

Alive(36)
Sasaki Kojiro
AVSM
Atheotos
Beskar
pevergreen
Sprig
Beefy187
CDF
Double A
Renata
Yaseikhaan
Centurion1
Captain Blackadder
Khazaar
Winston Hughes
slashandburn
Scienter
Yaropolk
SplitPersonality
Seon
CCRunner
Thermal Mercury
Greyblades
rhawn
A1_Unit
TheFlax
Andres
White Eyes:D
Roadkill
Wishazu
Diamondeye
Sevis
Jooray
Askthepizzaguy
Jolt
Nictel

Quite Dead(5)
ACIN
Lord Winter
scottishranger
Death is yonder
Sigurd

Begin Night 3...

Night orders please