
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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Someone who would eat another person... that cannot be allowed to persist.
[It can't.... be accepted at all.]
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Then that's it. The votes are pretty obvious from here, I think. [He can't believe this. He and Jason kept Natalie with them to try and keep her safe...and this happened. It's far, far worse than he feared.]
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[TO EATING SOMEONE]
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We'll fulfill Natalie's wish. And we'll take care of Will. [He can't believe this. HE CAN'T BELIEVE THIS.]
Thank you, Mr. Barnham. [But his eyes continue to linger on Will. How could this happen...]
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And then he sighs and nods.
It's... not like he can ask if Percy's okay, after all. Not when it's all very obvious that he isn't. All he can do is keep an eye on him and hope.]