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It had taken Days, near six-way lynches, some sheer luck and finally, finally agreement among the villagers - but there was, at last, a confident lynch.
Greenie was led up to the noose. She was resigned to her fate.
"Oh come on!" sally shouted. "Give us something, some entertainment, go on."
Greenie held her head high, nose in the air, refusing to dignify that with a response.
"Farewell sweet village," she began, "long have I enjoyed the quiet homes and beautiful woodland. The leaping waters of the -"
"Oh just pull the lever already!" MCR shouted. sally obliged. Greenie fell.
With the death of her fellow wolves the evil spirit within Greenie had faded. The struggling form that was once Greenie twitched. Fur sprouted and limbs lengthened, but she was defeated and the twitching didn't last long.
The two living villagers stood in quiet relief for a moment, and then returned home, hoping this was the last time they would have to defeat such evil.
VILLAGE WINS with sally and MCR still living.
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“If more of us valued food and cheer and song above hoarded gold, it would be a merrier world.”
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