Incognito's TL Mafia XVI - Page 71

Meanwhile, long after his fellow townspeople had left, Abenson lingered at the site of the lynching to ponder the unsettling recent events affecting Liquidia. He was so deep in his reflections that it took him a while to become aware of a presence beside him, also contemplating the empty gallows. He turned to face his fellow observer and cleared his throat. "Sad, isn't it?" he ventured.

"Yes," the man responded. "Many men will die here, before all this is done. One of them will be you."

As the words filtered through Abenson's brain, he blinked in sudden, terrible comprehension and turned to run. But the other man was unfazed; he simply reached out and grabbed a handful of Abenson's shirt with a powerful grip, preventing him from getting anywhere. Before the thwarted Abenson could break free or lash out, his attacker drove his knee hard into Abenson's groin, causing him to double over in agony. With a few quick punches and kicks, Abenson was left mangled before his attacker left the lynch site as quietly as he had come.

Presently, 789 thought he saw something strange off in the distance and drifted away from the group to investigate. He couldn't be sure, but he thought it looked like a ghostly figure stalking past the rows of gravestones. As he stumbled forward in the darkening cemetery, he saw how it ducked in and out of the shadows, moving quickly and stealthily enough that he could never make out what exactly it was. The figure crept furtively toward him, occasionally pausing to sniff at the flowers left on people's graves and examine them with great curiosity before continuing forward. Intrigued, 789 leaned forward to get a better look. To his astonishment, the figure returned his gaze with an expression of haughty disdain. 789 was even more astonished when the figure leapt upward and struck at him, sending darts of sharp pain across his face. He lost his balance and fell, and the figure immediately seized the opportunity, slashing his throat to ribbons and leaving 789 to bleed to death.

Hearing the commotion when 789 fell to the ground, Zona followed after him to check that everything was all right. He gasped in horror when he came upon the bloodstained corpse of 789 stretched out on the grass. He knelt over the body, trying to ascertain the cause of death. The grass beneath his knees felt surprisingly wet, soaking through his jeans, and Zona noticed that even the air was gradually growing harsh and stifling. He was starting to have difficulty breathing. The thick air stuck to the back of his throat and filled his nostrils, making him feel dizzy and drowsy. He tried to fight the sensation but couldn't and keeled over, unconscious. A man with a scarf wrapped around his face appeared above him, looking perfectly at home in the oppressive atmosphere. Silently bending down, the man ended Zona's breathing problems for him by taking off the scarf and looping it around his neck tightly, cutting off his windpipe until he breathed no more.

Left by himself, Faronel was starting to feel nervous as he saw his comrades leaving one by one and not returning. "Guys?" he called, sounding torn between trying to keep his voice down and wanting it to carry. "Where are you?" Nothing answered him but the faint rustle of the grass. Unnerved by the eerie appearance of the cemetery at night, Faronel decided that he should leave. He had only gone a few steps, however, when someone tapped on his shoulder. Automatically, he turned to look and saw a large fist descending toward his head. He barely dodged out of the way in time. His attacker let out a loud, barbaric bellow and charged at him. Backing quickly toward the cemetery gates, Faronel tried to fend him off as best he could. But he wasn't nearly strong enough to fight off his attacker, who picked him up bodily and smashed his head repeatedly against a gravestone until he died. Dropping his limp body to the ground, his attacker then pawed through Faronel's pockets, searching for food, before he trudged off into the night.

On January 27 2010 07:03 Ng5 wrote:
In the first scenario Jayme is considered for the second killer not the first. Don't twist my text.