Final Votes:
Voter : Voted For
Roy : Derqua
Dem0ns1ayer : Derqua
OlimarandLouie : Derqua
lil-Inferno : Derqua
Derqua : Changeling
Riney : Derqua
Changeling :
6 out of 7 votes accounted for. Leading candidate: Derqua
Night the Third"It's Derqua! He's a marauder!"
Derqua spun around.
The crowd of survivors was less than a hundred yards away.
"Nerf the Derq!" an angry man shouted.
"He's over there! Get him!"
The group began charging towards Derqua like a herd of angry bulls. Derqua's heels dug into the gray concrete and he took off, just hoping he could make it to the water before the crowd caught up to him.
Derqua had a plan for times like this. He had constructed a rowboat near the East River. If he could reach it before the crowd reached him, he might be able to escape the town unharmed.
The crowd chased Derqua as he headed for the coastline. There, underneath a section of broken bridge, lay a small, makeshift canoe.
Derqua sprinted the last fifty yards. The crowd was struggling to keep up, but he needed time to push the boat to the water. Derqua was out of breath, but he began pushing anyway. The canoe moved sluggishly across the rough ground. The angry mob was getting closer. Derqua began to feel irritated.
"AUGH!" he shouted.
"You mad?" an ugly face stepped out from the shadows of the bridge. He drew a silver pistol from his gray cloak.
Derqua spun around.
"Problem, Mafia?" asked the bridge-dweller. He pulled the trigger and a piece of gray lead was embedded in Derqua's skull. The ugly man smiled and vanished into the darkness. The crowd arrived at
Derqua's body and caught but a glimpse of the gray-cloaked man.
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** NIGHT 2 START **Night 3 will end on Monday, February 7th at 6 pm CST.
Win by luck, lose by skill.