THE THIRD VICTIM

[strangerpeople]

THE THIRD VICTIM

[A week has passed. Food supply is starting to get low, despite the group's best efforts. It's only a matter of time before the food runs out or becomes more difficult to procure. Not to mention the trash that has been accumulating since the beginning of the week, with no one changing or cleaning it up. Not exactly the healthiest environment.

And, as the day dawns, there is - unfortunately - that very worrisome feeling that something is very, very wrong. It's quiet. Too quiet. The feeling of being watched has increased tenfold.

And there is a smell in the air, even above the garbage, as people step into the second floor hallway.]

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[carries_war]

[He's not letting go, Maglor. Not until he's sure you won't go back to trying to chew your own legs off.]

I didn't heal you so you could turn around and pull something like this, asshole! Have you forgotten what I told you about your life being important too?! Damn I'm glad I was carrying more than one of those healing potions...