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The serial killer had read the papers. It awakened in him a primal urge to go back to what he knew, what he was good at, what he loved. It was time to go back to murdering people. His tally had been up to 99 unsolved murders, it was time to take it into triple figures. The serial killer sat outside HydroP's window, watching him go at it hammer and tongs to pictures of sponge bob square pants. "What a weirdo," The serial killer said as he watched on in horror. The serial killer snuck in through HydroP's unlocked back door, moving slowly and purposefully through the house. As the serial killer passed through the kitchen he picked up a large knife. He stood behind the couch. HydroP suddenly noticed a shadow across his sponge bob pictures. "What the hell is going on?" He ejaculated, as he went to turn around. The next thing HydroP knew he was falling backwards with a kitchen knife hanging out of his chest. The serial killer picked up the pictures of sponge bob, they were sticky like HydroP had been there a while. The serial killer shook his head in disgust, number 100 had not turned out how he expected.
The doctor had an appointment with HydroP tonight. He always came to HydroP's house to play poker, and tonight he was going to win for once. As the doctor approached HydroP's house the door swung open on it's hinges. The doctor started to have flash backs, a war ravaged country, bullets flying through the air, explosions everywhere. The doctor walked into HydroP's loungeroom and saw him lying on the ground, gasping like a fish. This was a wound the doctor had seen far too many times. The doctor knew just what to do. The doctor wadded the hole in HydroP's chest and rushed him into the kitchen. The doctor pulled out his medics kit and patched up HydroP's chest. The doctor put a blanket over HydroP's chest and left him to recuperate. HydroP would survive tonight after all.
Meanwhile on the other side of Witchcraft Heights the coven had a meeting. They were deciding on who to kill next. It was decided, Rebecca Nurse would pay Arby a nocturnal visit. Arby was just like the men had been back then. They would throw baseless accusations, she had been innocent and he would suffer for it. Rebecca found Arby lying outside in his backyard. It had been such a beautiful night that Arby had fallen asleep in his hammock outside. Rebecca snuck up and looped a rope around Arby's neck, making sure it was tied so it would tighten when she chose. She looped the rope over a tree branch, then tied the end to Arby's truck. Arby was startled awake to the sound of his truck engine snarling. He recognised that sound, but the keys were in his pocket. Arby patted his pocket, realising the keys were gone. Arby went to stand up when suddenly he heard his truck put in gear. The truck started dragging the rope and that was when Arby noticed the noose around his neck. Arby tried to scream out but the rope was constricting his voice box. Arby was dragged up to a fork in the tree where the pressure kept on increasing. Suddenly, with a loud pop, Arby's head was ripped clean off. Arby the townie was no more.
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It is now Day Phase. Everyone has until 0100 GMT to get their votes in.
