In the morning, the town comes back to life. Birds crow overhead, a snake nearby hisses, a lingering coyote dips behind a shop before disappearing into the wild. It's a frightening contrast to the stillness of yesterday but it doesn't mean it's over yet. After all, today is the trial.
The Sheriff stands on the porch of the Town Hall and brings his hand up to his mouth to let out a whistle. He'll thumb back to the Hall behind him and very clearly state --
"Trial time, folks. Get in here and figure out who did it."
And then he'll turn to leave before pausing and adding on,
"Bring a snack or somethin' too.
The Town Hall is set up more like a court house, a Judge's bench at the front but instead of at center, it's off to the side as if more for observation than participation. There's a table at the front of the room already holding a small box and a pad of papers and pen, for voting apparently. A side room containing only a metal gurney is next and today it's obvious why there's a gurney there at all with the corpse, resting right on top of it. Aside from that, there are rows for everyone to take a seat and it's only after everyone is inside and settled, that the doors close and the Sheriff speaks.
"Well, have at it. You've got till nine."
And then, he points to a clock on the wall that reads 12:00. Good luck.
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robowest2017-02-25 12:00 pm
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It doesn't bleed anymore. It looks whole and mighty. ]
I had to. She killed him. So, I had to eat her heart. [ . . . ] Eat the flesh off her bones. Savor the meat before it spoiled.
[ He glances up at Barnham again and the hall is back -- the shadows are gone again. ]
It took me a while. That's why I'm late. Sorry.
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He's not here to deliver judgement, though he knows what he himself thinks of this.
(Disgusting, it's disgusting.)
He knows only that the information has to be found. They have to find the truth.]
... I see.
Thank you for your honesty.
[And with that, he'll leave Will alone, eyes narrowed grimly.]
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Wait.
There's a blink as Barnham moves to back away where Will jerks slightly, reaching out a hand to grab the hem of Barnham's shirt and stop him in the process. When he looks up at him, his eyes are clear and he looks sincere, at least. ]
Wait, Barnham. [ He frowns for a moment, letting go of his shirt. ] She -- she asked for two things. I have to fulfill her requests.
[ A sigh and his hand drops back onto Winston's head. ]
One. She doesn't want Jason to kill me. Anyone else, but not him. A-and two. Two, she doesn't want anyone to try and find the body. They don't have to see her like that. They shouldn't see her like that. I hid it but please, don't go looking for it.
[ His eyes drop back to the ground and he frowns, blood still dripping from his beard. ]
... That's it. Please, go vote for me now.
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He pauses, turning his attention to Will silently.
...]
I understand.
[Jason can't kill Will. That will...probably be a bit of a fight with Jason, but he thinks the other will agree.
The body though...
... He nods grimly.]
I will see that her requests are fulfilled.