The wolf stalked across the grass in the central part of the village. It was nighttime and so cloudy that it was completely black and the wolf knew no one would see. However, even in the cloudy darkness, the wolf could see perfectly. The wolf's gaze turned towards Captain Internet's hut. Alone among the houses, his was the only one to have it's fire lit.
Very welcoming. The wolf chuckled. The wolf would make itself welcome indeed.
Captain Internets was heating a pot of water over the fire in his hut, when someone knocked on the door.
"Come in" he greeted.
"Good evening," his visitor said. The visitor came in and took the liberty of taking a chair at the Captain's table.
"Would you like some tea?"
"...No" the visitor replied, "Let me be frank about why I came here. The village suspects you."
Captain Internets sighed, poured himself some tea, and put the pot back in the fire. "I realise that. And you don't, is that it?"
The visitor did not reply to this. Instead, he went on, "Run away"
Suddenly, a rock came flying through the window. It crashed into the fire, breaking the teapot. With a hiss, half the fire went out. Captain Internets snapped his head around, face twisted in a rage.
He got up and rushed to the window to try and see who had thrown the missile.
"Who are you?!?" he shouted into the blackness.
The visitor looked on calmly.
Captain Internets returned to the table. He did not bother tending to the fire. It's muted flames flicked an eerie glow upon two solemn faces.
The visitor spoke: "Drink your tea. Calm your nerves."
"My nerves are fine, I can fend for myself." muttered CI. He drank the tea anyway.
And then the visitor smiled. Broadly.
"What?" asked CI. He suddenly had a bizarre feeling about the visitor. "So," he asked casually, "who do you think is a wolf?"
The visitor got up from the table and walked back to the door. "I do not think. I
know, who is a wolf. I followed one of them into your hut not ten minutes ago."
Captain Internets coughed. He played naive. "A wolf was in
here? Why didn't I see it, where did it go?"
The visitor did not answer. He swung the door open.
Captain Internets coughed again. He got up from the table, shifting his weight to the front of his feet. He couldn't let the visitor leave.
Then extraordinarily, his legs gave out and he collapsed onto the floor in a renewed fit of coughing.
The tea!
"You poisoned it!" spat Captain Interents. He could feel his lungs starting to constrict.
The visitor nodded, then backed out of the hut and vanished.
Captain Internets writhed on the ground, screaming in pain and fear. His shouts roused the villagers from their sleeps. After silence had returned to the night, the villagers, overcome with curiosity, crept out of their huts to see who had been killed.
On the ground in CI's hut, they found what they presumed to be Captain Internets, a dead wolf on the floor.
Luciene wrote:how is i a tie again? There are 7 people in the game, just wait till the last person votes
Very good question, Luciene. How
could there be a tie???
everyone has voted
(actually it's quite easy. 3 wolves vote one way, 3 villagers another, 1 villager makes a third choice. Voting: 3-3-1. Tada! A tie.)