07-15-2023, 03:05:25 AM
The night falls once more. Again, you all have another vision in your dreams.
ELEANOR VILLAGE, LATE 17TH CENTURY
Agatha sat at her rocking chair, looking into the morning sky. The sunlight warming up her skin as she pondered what to do next. Her husband just got murdered. Just prior to his death, he would have woken up by now, start gathering up his hunting supplies, saddling up in the wagon to find more game. It wasn't unusual to hear the sound of gunpowder being inserting into the rifle, the sound of horses galloping away as John Bancroft left with his wagon. But now with him gone, there was pure silence. Not even so much as a mouse pattering around. Just nothingness throughout the house. That is, until it was interrupted by a few knocks on the door.
Agatha got up and answered it, to find a few of the Watchmen. "Mrs. Bancroft. I hope you are holding up well after everything." "It does not get any easier. But I pray to God everyday to give me the strength to go on." "The Lord knows your pain. And remember, you remain in our prayers." "Thank you, gentlemen. But I trust this is not a casual visit?" "You are correct, Mrs. Bancroft. We must request your assistance in your husband's death. We have a few questions, if you feel up to answer them." "I can do my best to assist. What do you need?" "Mrs. Bancroft, we have a woman named Lara Brown in custody right now. We found evidence in her house. Books of spells. We are interrogating her right now over witchcraft. She is quite resistant. But we also found something unusual. We found this rifle in her house with the spells. Does this look familiar to you?"
And there it was, John's hunting rifle. With gold embedded on the stock, as well as the initials "JB" and "AB" carved right into it. A very strange sight to see the Watchman present it to her. How could Lara Brown have gotten a hold of it?
"That would be my husband's rifle." "Mrs. Bancroft, prior to your husband's death, was the rifle stolen?" "No. John had it on him when we went on our ride out on the forest." "Forgive me, Mrs. Bancroft, but there is something peculiar about this case. The weapon was not stolen, yet we found it in Lara's possession. And our investigation has led us to believe the rifle was used in Mr. Bancroft's murder. Is there something else we need to know?" "I admit, I was shaken up over everything. But during John's death, I recall someone took the rifle from the wagon. The person sneaked inside and jumped out. And then, the killer fired at us. John was hit in the back, but I evaded the gunfire until it ceased. I do apologize for not informing you of this sooner, but as I said, I was traumatized over the affair." "...I see. There is still something unusual about this story. But I thank you for your information. We do suspect Lara to be your husband's killer. We do hope to get a confession over this. But more than likely, Ms. Brown will be executed due to her witchcraft. Hopefully, some justice will be served." "Please keep me informed. Good day gentlemen." "Good day, Mrs. Bancroft."
The Watchmen left as Agatha spotted them walking away through the window. She gazed in the direction long after they were gone before closing the curtains.
As the others sleep for the night, the surviving possessed hear Agatha's words. The one called Dorothy is being tortured right now for her failures to remain under suspension. For the two survivors, do not fail me again...
NIGHT PHASE IS HERE. DUE TO MY SCHEDULE BEING BUSY FOR THE NEXT WEEK, THE GAME WILL GO ON A HIATUS THAT WILL END FRIDAY AT THE EARLIEST
ELEANOR VILLAGE, LATE 17TH CENTURY
Agatha sat at her rocking chair, looking into the morning sky. The sunlight warming up her skin as she pondered what to do next. Her husband just got murdered. Just prior to his death, he would have woken up by now, start gathering up his hunting supplies, saddling up in the wagon to find more game. It wasn't unusual to hear the sound of gunpowder being inserting into the rifle, the sound of horses galloping away as John Bancroft left with his wagon. But now with him gone, there was pure silence. Not even so much as a mouse pattering around. Just nothingness throughout the house. That is, until it was interrupted by a few knocks on the door.
Agatha got up and answered it, to find a few of the Watchmen. "Mrs. Bancroft. I hope you are holding up well after everything." "It does not get any easier. But I pray to God everyday to give me the strength to go on." "The Lord knows your pain. And remember, you remain in our prayers." "Thank you, gentlemen. But I trust this is not a casual visit?" "You are correct, Mrs. Bancroft. We must request your assistance in your husband's death. We have a few questions, if you feel up to answer them." "I can do my best to assist. What do you need?" "Mrs. Bancroft, we have a woman named Lara Brown in custody right now. We found evidence in her house. Books of spells. We are interrogating her right now over witchcraft. She is quite resistant. But we also found something unusual. We found this rifle in her house with the spells. Does this look familiar to you?"
And there it was, John's hunting rifle. With gold embedded on the stock, as well as the initials "JB" and "AB" carved right into it. A very strange sight to see the Watchman present it to her. How could Lara Brown have gotten a hold of it?
"That would be my husband's rifle." "Mrs. Bancroft, prior to your husband's death, was the rifle stolen?" "No. John had it on him when we went on our ride out on the forest." "Forgive me, Mrs. Bancroft, but there is something peculiar about this case. The weapon was not stolen, yet we found it in Lara's possession. And our investigation has led us to believe the rifle was used in Mr. Bancroft's murder. Is there something else we need to know?" "I admit, I was shaken up over everything. But during John's death, I recall someone took the rifle from the wagon. The person sneaked inside and jumped out. And then, the killer fired at us. John was hit in the back, but I evaded the gunfire until it ceased. I do apologize for not informing you of this sooner, but as I said, I was traumatized over the affair." "...I see. There is still something unusual about this story. But I thank you for your information. We do suspect Lara to be your husband's killer. We do hope to get a confession over this. But more than likely, Ms. Brown will be executed due to her witchcraft. Hopefully, some justice will be served." "Please keep me informed. Good day gentlemen." "Good day, Mrs. Bancroft."
The Watchmen left as Agatha spotted them walking away through the window. She gazed in the direction long after they were gone before closing the curtains.
As the others sleep for the night, the surviving possessed hear Agatha's words. The one called Dorothy is being tortured right now for her failures to remain under suspension. For the two survivors, do not fail me again...
NIGHT PHASE IS HERE. DUE TO MY SCHEDULE BEING BUSY FOR THE NEXT WEEK, THE GAME WILL GO ON A HIATUS THAT WILL END FRIDAY AT THE EARLIEST
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