It was not an eventful night. The only lone guy who was not sleeping was wandering don't the hallways of the same old abandoned building. Why was he here? What was his purpose? Why was he alive when everyone else was dead? If someone previously told me not to tell a soul, would it be alright if I told my ginger friend? The philosophical thoughts continued to plague him.
So deep in thought, he never saw a shadow lurking for him... And he was stabbed. Yet, he didn't feel any pain. Maybe it was heaven... Or hell.. Was it finally the end?
Was it all really just a nightmare from the beginning? Could it really all end like that? Would corporations like MacDonalds and Toys'R'Us really win in the end?
Nope, they just missed. And again. Neither bullets, nor guns couldn't seem to finish him off fast enough. Finally,once he got out his machine gun, no one was in sight. He was to live yet another day.
Well... No.
Still, when they all met in the morning, there was an odd feeling of deja vu. And only then did they realize there were 5 of them.
"WOLF???!!!"
"SAWP?"
"But we all thought you were dead... Well, I'm a very strong sleeper. Also, I bought a scroll."
"So you're back?"
"Sawp?"
With 5 alive, it takes 3 to lynch/