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[Andres]

Night 3 : To pick or not to pick..

Zain left his tent to obey the call of nature. He slipped on some ice on his way to the nearest tree.


“Ice. Don’t you just hate ice?”

“Yeah.” Zain nodded in agreement.

The raven haired man came closer to Zain. “Let me help you.”

Zain reached for the mafioso’s hand. The raven haired man pushed him back onto the ground.

“Hey!” Zain said, a bit angry. “I don’t feel like playing games now. I need to go, the sooner the better.”

“I just wanted to help you Zain. I’m going to make sure you will never fall on the ice again…”

“How will you do that?” Zain asked.

The Mafioso showed an icepick.

“Ha!”, Zain shouted. “What are you going to do? Pick all the ice away? You’ll be busy for how long? A lifetime or 10? Give me a break. Leave me alone man.”

“Ok, I won’t use the tool on the ice…”, the raven haired men said. “But I will make sure you’ll never fall again!”

That said, the raven haired men swung the icepick. He hit Zain in the groin and left him to bleed to dead…


Roadkill was very upset about all what happened thus far. He needed some time alone. And he was in desperate need for a smoke.

He went outside and made a long walk. Several miles out of the camp, he paused to enjoy a Camel.

All of the sudden, he hears a sinister voice saying “0, 0, 0 …”

Following the sound, Roadkill sees one of the other mercenaries jumping in the middle of what seems a road, constantly saying “0, 0, 0…”

“This seems like a fun game” Roadkill thought.

And so, he also starts to jump on the middle of the road.

Suddenly, the man with the sinister voice jumps of the road as Roadkill gets run over by a high speeding snow scooter.

Pausing for only a moment, the Mafioso jumps back on road, saying “1, 1, 1…”


Garcilaso de la Vega el Inca was glad he survived patrolling into the tunnels. He stepped out the bunker and wanted to go to the kitchen.

“Hi Garcilassssso.” a strange voice said to him. “The night issss cold, isssn’t it?”

“Eh, yes,” Garci answered. “Where are you? Who are you?”

Silence. Garci started to think the paranoia was becoming too much for him. “Calm down, Garci,” he said to himself, “nobody talked to you, it is just your imagination.”

“I think you know too much…”

“Huh?” Garci said. “Oh, silly me, it’s probably the wind. Hehe, no need to be scared. Imagination. That’s all it is. We lynched the Mafiosi, we are safe now.”

The knife in his heart was not imagined though… The murderer turned the knife and pushed Caius of the cliff.

“Damn, it won’t be eassssy to get my trophie. Ssshould have thought of that before I pussshed him.”


Enoch sat slumbering on his night watch deep inside the mountain. He laughed to himself thinking of the easily fooled mercenaries and their captain. He received a pay check without having any qualifications as a mercenary, not even as an armed guard. His resume told blatant lies of diamond wars in Africa, armed guide at Svalbard and hired gun in Kosovo. This was too easy… As long as there was no trouble, he would do just great. The pay was good and the food was great. He had to do guard duty though, but he usually slept when no one saw. What could he do if there was a crisis anyway? He had planned his escape route if the need arose or if they were attacked.

The tunnels were a bit chillier than normal and he shivered a little. Suddenly a gloomy figure appeared in the tunnel. Its voice chilled him to the bone. “Enoch, what is this you have done” it said. The gloomy figure became a man with a recognisable face. “Ichigo?” The expression on the man’s face was that of anger, an accusing anger. “You are a phony… “Enoch was on his feet in a moment and started running towards the barracks. Suddenly two figures appeared in front of him and he had to skid to a halt. Killfr3nzy and pevergreen pointed accusing fingers at him. “You are an impostor…” Enoch bolted to another tunnel but fell to his knees when another figure suddenly stood there. “I hear you have done a naughty thing Enoch” The accusing finger of Tiberius pointed right at him and he felt an intense coldness in his chest. He scrambled to his feet and bolted for the last tunnel that led out to freedom. As he turned the last corner a large figure stood there waiting. “Your time has come Enoch, you will no longer deceive our brothers” Sigurd Fafnesbane pointed an accusing finger at him and suddenly he felt pain in his chest. Enoch screamed but no sound was heard…

The eyes of his body were wide open and a word was frozen on his lips. His life-force was long gone and the mercenaries wouldn’t be able to read the “Sorry” that was formed on his dead lips.



Greaterkhaan was also in the tunnels that night. He was surprised to see Enoch running and yelling like a madman. All of the sudden, he saw Enoch falling down. Apparently, he died out of fear. “I don’t want to go like this. I don’t want to die out of fear. I will leave this place honourably.”

Greaterkhaan grabbed his gun and fired a bullet into his head.


Day 3 : those bad jokes are killing us…


At dawn, Andres gathered the men.

“Men, things are getting out of hand. This morning we found Zain. He had some severe wounds. It looked very painful. The poor guy bled to dead. We also lost Roadkill last night. Apparently, he became the victim of a bad road kill joke.

We also found another headless body. A knife was shallowly buried under the ice. We found it, because some of the blood turned the ice red. We have reasons to believe that the victim was Garcilaso de la Vega el Inca.

The stress and the fear became too much for some of us last night. The early morning patrol found Enoch slumped in the tunnels. He died out of pure fear. Next to him, we found Greaterkhaan with a bullet in his head. It seems like the bullet came from his own pistol and thus we can assume that he suicided.

“Five townies lost! Five good men! Ha! Democracy never fails? Nonsense! You guys get voting, and maybe, for once, just for once, we might lynch scum today.”



Alive (29)

Omanes
Stig
GH
Sasaki
KingWarman
Warmaster Horus
FactionHeir
Proletariat
Brave Sir Robin
Shlin28
woad&fangs
TwilightBlade
Sarathos
Husar
Beefy187
gibsonsg91921
CountArach
Martok
Xdeathfire
sapi
Tran
Northnovas
Xiahou
Hepcat
The Amazing Me
Dutch_guy
Jubal Barca
Haudegen
Zorg

Lynched (2)

Ichigo
Killfr3nzy

Killed (6)
Sigurd
pevergreen
Tiberius of the Drake
Roadkill
Zain
Garcilaso de la Vega el Inca

WoG
0



Suicided (2)

Enoch
Greaterkhaan


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