Amidst the Spires and Day 4
As night goes on, you feel yourself being pushed and moved, and Lapras' spikes seem to grow, and grow. You are confused and disoriented, and as day dawns, you cannot even see the sun. Lapras' small spikes have grown into huge peaks; you cannot see the sun because all you can see is it reflecting off the mountains around you.
You look around you, and at first glance it appears everyone is still alive.
At second, glance, however, you realize that you are correct -- indeed, everyone is still alive!
You look around... And realize that your settings today are not that different from those yesterday, albeit wetter. Vulpix patters about playfully. The TV is there, and is functional! The cage is still there, and still empty. It is charred black, however...
There is a light mist about the place.
There is no wind.
The meter still has twelve vertical holes, and there is
only one
peg in the meter, at hole 7. You look around -- and see that I've left you a note:
Tuesday, May 20, 8 PM EST is your deadline
.3 will lynch today.
