I'm a little early here, but I sincerely doubt anyone will change their action within an hour of deadline. So, on with the new day...
The various townspeople awoke in various ways - some with the ringing of an alarm, others with trained routine. A yawn or two, and the townsfolk walked to the square, hopeful after the success of the past day. A quick roll call brought frowns to some of the faces of the townsfolk. They quickly walked to the homes of the missing, prepared to search homes.
The first missing person went by the name of Furry, who had taken to rereading some of the past day's transcripts before bed. As they opened the door, the townsfolk gasped in shock. There was a surprising lack of blood at the scene - some had expected the scene of some vast horror movie or some such nonsense. In fact, there was little blood because of the knife jabbed in the wound - little blood had escaped, despite the knife having pierced poor Furry's heart. Carelessly, one townsperson removed the knife - the blood spilled over the transcripts Furry had been reading. Ugh. The other townsfolk went about examining the man's belongings.
It was a perfectly normal house.
Furry, Vanilla Townie, stabbed N1
The second missing person was a rather more well-known fellow - Tommy, his name was. The townsfolk opened his door, hoping for perhaps a scene similar to the last house (or at the very least Tommy sleeping). They opened the door to be greeted by the fresh corpse of Tommy, lying in front of the door, holes in his body and blood all over the walls. The townsfolk, grimacing at the scene, explored the small home. They found nothing more than a few donuts. They left them alone.
Tommy, Vanilla Townie, shot N1
The third, and final, missing person had been fairly vocal during the past day - in fact, he had been rather civil, as his name Civil Scum had implied. Naturally, his name had incited some suspicion during the early stages, but Civil had assured the others that his name was the result of bad humor. The townsfolk were prepared for the worst as they opened the door to Civil Scum's motel room.
For some reason, the only thing they could seem to find was a rather suspicious red stain above Civil's medicine cabinet - a rather large and well-stocked medicine cabinet. Civil had been an experienced life-saver during his life. It seemed they could label poor Dr. Scum as another victim of the mafia - albeit missing. At least, missing until they found his body lodged in a trunk at the foot of the bed, a hole in his skull.
Checking his body, the scalpel and stethoscope raised little suspicion. It was the crumpled letter to a Mr. Aranfan and the pistol that aroused their suspicion, and made them decide that 'poor Dr. Scum' had in fact been a crooked... crook.
Civil Scum, Mafia Doctor, shot N1
It is now Day 2. Deadline is currently Jan. 26, 2010, at 8:00 PM CST.
With 8 alive, it will take 5 votes to lynch.
