The clouds weren't as dark the next day as the townsfolk got up and gathered in the town square. The duck ran by waving a stick knocking
giantlaser's head around the cobblestones.
smurfetts_lamb's ghost glared at it, eyes bulging with water, but she was unable to touch the duck, and it knew it, occasionally flipping off her misty form with one feathered wing.
Only one person was missing today. And the villagers slowly walked through the streets to
lorriet's house. The doors were still intact, the windows still up. Byt
dragonattack was the first to notice that something was wrong. He pointed through the windows, and the rest of the crowds eyes unwillingly and against their better judgement followed.
Inside,
lorriet had been brutally disembowled, her intestines pulled forth from her abdomen and strung around the house like streamers.
SUMMARY:
lorriet the VILLAGER is DEAD!