Night 3

Surely the war is coming to an end now. Surely they know that we will not stop until they are defeated. They have no chance. They have to give up.

We all venture out into the kitchen to begin the day's work. Floors must be swept, counters must be wiped down, and the oven has filled with a bit too much ash. We start working when, yet again, we hear another loud scream. We go to check it out, and we find another dead bread.

The bread has been crushed flat like a pancake, with broken off crumbs all around him. The face is mangled and distorted, but after some time, we are able to identify the body as Wing Zero. It looks like those other breads haven't given up yet. They'll soon come to regret that decision.

Votes:

Bar Refaeli - Pr0nogo (2)
Apos - Pr0nogo (2)
Pr0nogo - FaRTy1billion (1)
CecilSunkure - Apos (1)

Day 3

Another day, another meeting on the kitchen counter. Slowly but surely, we will find all who have wronged us and make them pay. As before, we vote for who needs to die. The crowd this day is much smaller than the previous days; it looks like morale is at an all-time low.

Our leader steps forward holding a paper containing the results of the vote. There is no debate this time - the choice is clear.

"My good breads, you all know what must be done. Another night has passed, and another innocent has been slain! I assure all of you, we WILL find the ones responsible and bring them to justice!"

The executioner turns on the oven, and the one to be killed is brought to the center of the stage. He does not say anything, but he hands our leader a piece of paper. Then, willingly, he steps foward towards the oven. He turns and look back in disappointment at those he called his friends. The executioner walks up behind him and pushes him into the flames. There are no screams from him.

Our leader gathers our attention and reads to us the last will of Pr0nogo.

"My dad sat in the seat I'm sitting in now and said, 'from this moment on, you are me'. I'll never forget those words. I love you, me.'"