A History of Violence [Concluded]

[Visor]

Sheriff is Seon, read the above writeup.

Also:

It was a long day. The final three inhabitants of the town gathered and discussed until dark. Jarrema was particularly focused on ATPG; he knew that it must be this man, while both ATPG and DaveShack were certain of Jarrema’s guilt. Jarrema was about to start to point out the flaws in ATPG’s logic, when DaveShack brought the butt of his gun onto Jarrema’s kneecap and ATPG punched Jarrema into the face. He fell to the ground unconscious. DaveShack nodded to ATPG, who began to drag Jarrema’s body to the podium and tied him around one of the supporting poles. “Let’s get to work.”

DaveShack and ATPG worked all day on the gallows to hang Jarrema. The former workshop of BSmith was not empty and no-one was around to talk. It was deathly quiet except for the buzz of the work tools. They didn’t say a word to each other, knowing that this was the only way they could end this. In the end, they assembled the gallows in front of Jarrema, who had woken up by then, a red bulge on knee. “DaveShack, you fool! It’s ATPG, he’s playing you. You’re wrong, wake up to yourself!”

DaveShack looked at Jarrema and shook his head sadly. They knocked Jarrema out again and they hung the rope around his neck. As they waited in silence for Jarrema to wake up, the sun began to set on the town. DaveShack had a nagging fear in his mind about ATPG, but he didn’t believe that it could be him. ATPG was glad this was all over. He had tried so hard to destroy this menace, and now he had finally done it.

Jarrema woke. “You bastards!” were the last words he spoke, as DaveShack pulled the lever to reveal the ground below. Jarrema starting choking, the initial drop hadn’t killed him. He struggled to get out of the rope, but they had done it too tight, and his hands were tied together. His eyes bulged as the rope choked the life out of him. He lasted a few minutes, until eventually, silence was heard again. A bird crowed as Jarrema breathed his last.

“Well, we’ll find out whether we were right in the morning, won’t we?” DaveShack said to ATPG, with a piercing glint in his eyes. ATPG nodded, and the two made their separate ways.