An artist's depiction of an Extended Unit Death
Night 3A man was exploring the wreckage of a house that had exploded the other night. "What the hell happened here?" he asked himself as he moved various pieces of rubble. Not finding anything significant, he shrugged and started walking around the rest of the town. After a bit of walking, he saw a nickel lying in the middle of the road. "Huh, maybe it's a lucky nickel," the man thought as he walked over to it. He bent down to pick it up as a rifle fired from across the street. The man seemed to pay it no mind, and he picked up the nickel and put it in his pocket.
"Hah. Terrible shot," the assassin laughed. "I've never seen someone dodge a bullet like that." He quickly ran off, for fear of being discovered by the neighborhood.
The bartender saw a regular walk into the bar. "Hey, where's your friend?"
"Oh, Tempz? He said he had something to do tonight. Not sure what," replied the ex-cop.
"Ah. Sounds a bit suspicious if you ask me."
"Hey, I've known this guy for a long time; he wouldn't betray the town."
"If you say so," said the bartender. "So, what'll it be?"
"Hey, I got what you're looking for." A man on the side of the street told a passerby. He opened his trench coat to reveal an assortment of various drugs.
"Man, with all this shit going on in town, I'm trying to go clean," responded one of the drug dealer's customers.
"With all this shit going on, you
should be getting high, man. Take the edge off."
"I don't know. I seem to have better luck without drugs."
"Come on," insisted the drug dealer. "Some of this is medicinal. You know, it'll keep you nice and healthy, like vitamins."
"No, not tonight."
"Alright, alright. You know where I'll be."
Tempz was walking around town when he saw a suspicious man downtown. He began to follow the man from a fair distance. Eventually, the man turned the corner into a dark alley, and Tempz did not hesitate to follow.
"I knew someone was following me," the man said. He turned around and pointed a gun straight at Tempz.
"Don't shoot!" pleaded Tempz. "I didn't see you do anything!"
"Well, how 'bout that?" the man replied. "Just the man I wanted to see."
"What do you mean?"
"What I means is I'm gon' kill you!" the man shouted and fired two rounds at Tempz. Tempz managed to dodge both shots and charged at the man. However, the man was surprisingly good at melee combat, as he dodged Tempz's swing and smashed the back of his head with the butt of his gun. Tempz dropped to the ground, stunned. "Any last words?" the man asked.
"I won't humor you. Go ahead and finish me," he replied. The alley lit up briefly as the gun fired into the head of
Tempz.
Day 3 begins. Vote for the individual you believe to be mafia.Day 3 will likely end Tuesday 10:00 PM EST.