Some looking back, no longer trusting anyone in the town, as the moon foughtĪgain to be recognized. One spoke any more after the trial, and once again made their ways to their homes, While stating, “It serves you right, you dirty ‘escort.’” Man who started this could no longer hold back his grin, and almost laughed Heart-pounding words, “You were wrong.” Some had to look away, others could notĪvert their eyes, and a few acted as though it were nothing, pretending to be Seemed, her death came, and with the terrible sound of choking, and the three Men were the first, with almost everyone following afterward. What could she say? Under her breath she recited a prayer,īarely loud enough to heard, let alone, understood. It wasn’t me! I stayed home all night! He just has a grudge on me from a year His thoughts on her being the true killer. With fearful eyes, she looked to the man who gave Looked around with fearful and confused looks, then their eyes made their way No one would have believed him when it first happened, but now, his revenge He had no realĮvidence against her, but had unforgettable memories from the past of her sins. Look, pointing to a woman only a few doors down from him. Think I know who it may have been!” He held back a grin and kept a serious Place, mostly friends talking with friends, and even some speaking with others

Of the townsfolk began to discuss among themselves about the events taking ‘Long live the family.’ …I pray that this man may smile in the face of God.” He stared down to a bloody note by the body. The man’s hand, “he believed he could hear the voices of the dead.” He kept the thoughts to himself,” he began to say, reading off a book in One of these two walked over to the body and felt for the Including those who caused the deed to be done, apart from two with a serious The note kept its promise true, one man fell the last The sun finally regained its rightful throne, day brought its peace to the town, Them down, but even if they did, many would fall in vain. Members of a Mafia plotting their first kill.Īgreement was made between the three of them. Stories, so was shown by the note left in town center… this was the talk of Murder, mysteries and framings, even if it appeared this way, this was not just Through listening, their motives were obvious toĪny curious people who happened upon their camp. Small area in the woods, hiding from the moon’s eyes, was filled with the Light that, though helpful, could just as easily get them killed. Who stayed inside, it was a small comfort, for those who left, it was a guiding Stealing the sun’s light to give the town at least a little light. town of Salem not will length fan fiction spy framer yeah I have no idea about the ship name either Fry Spramer think fry is the bestįell upon the town, hiding the sun’s rays. The Spy glances over to the Framer, still seething with rage. From the netherlands, they watch the alive Townies figure out the mystery. The next night brings the Spy’s death, and they lie down in the underworld.

The Spy smiles sweetly and answers, “I lynched you, Jester, you should proud of me!” The Framer spits fire at the Spy, cursing them with her dying breath. “Idiots! She’s the Framer, I know she is!” The Framer stares sweetly at the ground.įinally, finally, the next day arrives, and the Spy lynches the Framer. Her smile drops when the Spy is voted innocent by a narrow margin, but no matter. The Framer smiles as the Spy is voted up to trial, accused of being an Exe. “Don’t you see? She’s obviously the Framer! She said that the very first day!” Next to her, the Spy is about to explode with rage. “Me? I’m just a jester!” She laughs casually, knowing the town wouldn’t dare lynch such a claim. The Framer stands before the town, biting her lip in the image of perfection.

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