Day 1
A dark and gloomy day has hit the town of [name redacted]. Like a gritty old film noire, the splatter of cold rain is the prevalent soundtrack and shady figures gather in the square. Ten gather there and stare at each other. The crime in the city has gone up and the local government can no longer turn a blind eye after a street corner was rendered useless by a recent attack. They all eye each other. Mistrust clear even through the shadows. One among them steps forward. It briefly appears that he's going to talk but all that comes out is a strangled gasp and strange horrific gurgling noise. Confusion as the town rush to check it out. One among them steps forward into the sticky puddle and pulls the man onto his back. His throat has been cut.
Ga7-Permanent NPC has been killed.
The nine around look around. They had barely noticed the attacker before the attack and in the confusion, he'd managed to slip in with the crowd. The only clues to his identity, a bloodied trench coat and matching gloves left behind. They stood up angrily shouting each other. One among them preached patience and they briefly listened. Help each other find the culprit was the call and everyone nodded. The muddled consensus was made with each of them walking away with other ambitions mixed in.
Day 1 Start
With 9 alive it takes 5 to lynch.
