The darkness that had descended over the castle was so thick that even the moon and stars were blotted out from sight. Under such conditions, Qanda awaited in the dungeon during the night hoping to nab the sadistic person/s responsible for the many victims tortured to death.
Suddenly, he heard the door open, followed by the sound of muffled screaming as not one, but two hapless victims were dragged into the dungeon. After a seemingly interminable period, the screams slowly died down into hopeless moaning, then silence.
A deep, cruel peal of laughter rang out in the dungeon, echoing around the cold stone walls, followed closely by a high-pitched but equally bloodcurdling one. Soon, the two laughers left the dungeon.
As if on cue, a rooster crowed in the distance, and the castle was bathed in the long-absent rays of sunlight. Qanda got up from his hiding corner and looked at the dungeon floor, afraid of what he might see.
The limbless bodies of
jasminech and
DiscordantNote lay on the floor. It appeared that they had their limbs cut off and then left there to bleed to death. Grimacing at the brutality of the murderers, Qanda walked over to retrieve their role sheets.
“Jasminech was the divine angel, whose role was revealed a few days ago. DiscordantNote was the night watchman, who could guard one player each night from being killed, wounding the attacker in the process, thus rendering him unable to attack the next night.”
Looking up from the role sheets, Qanda said, “Ouch, that’s two extremely powerful innocents killed tonight. The situation seems hopeless. We must prepare for the worst.”
Day 9 has begun.
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Qanda on Tue Jun 07, 2005 2:54 am, edited 1 time in total.