The talk with Dave was brief. Paul was told that the paper was from the community that was forming. It was what Paul had guessed, but he wanted to be sure. Dave left soon after, saying he wasn't coming the next night, but he would visit. He needed to gather more information about the new 'community', and would report back to Paul.
Paul made sure that Chris was still asleep, before heading off to bed. His ears and tail and claws were gone the morning after, and they both headed off to Yogtowers.
Most of the other members were already at Yogtowers. The two entered, and walked down the hallway that was lined with offices and red lights.
"How long will you be staying here?" Paul asked.
"Maybe another day or two," Chris answered, then smirked. "Why? You tired of me already?"
"Maybe," Paul joked.
"You mother-trucker."
The two laughed, and then went their separate ways, back to their offices.
That night the whole crew got together in the room where YogNews is recorded. They sat around the table and talked and played some games, one being the Werewolf game that Sam had recorded and posted on his channel(Paul was a little startled to find he was one of the 'werewolves'). Nobody recorded this time, which at this particular moment, was a good thing.
A few people weren't able to play the game, having too many people around. Paul, Chris, Lewis, Simon, Sam, and Martyn were sitting nearest the window; Sparkles*, Kaeyi, and S.A.M. were sitting at one end; Hannah, Anya, Turps, Parvis, Strife, and Kim were sitting towards the wall opposite the window; and the Hatfilms trio finished at the other end of the table. In front of them all were cards, with a certain title they would have for 'YogVille'.
"Okay," Lewis stood up, being the narrator this time. "Everyone close your eyes, you're sleeping now."
Everyone around the table closed their eyes, as for the game it was time for them to sleep. Lewis instructed the werewolves to open their eyes, and decide for who is to be their next victim. The other werewolves were Martyn, Sam, Simon, and the black wolf was Kim, who smiled evilly. The wolves decided to have S.A.M. as their first victim, and Kim decided to mute Hannah. The witch, who was Parvis, decided not to heal or poison anyone. The defender, who was Anya, decided not to defend anyone for the first round. The fortune teller, who was Strife, didn't investigate anyone.
They went on like that for a while, with the defender, the fortune teller, and the witch stepping up their game. The Peeping Girl, who was Smith, didn't say anything for a long while. The ones that were lynched so far ended up to be Trott, Martyn, and Turps. The townsfolk were only successful in getting Martyn. Then Smith spoke up.
"I'm the Peeping Girl," Smith said, turning his card over. "And I know who we should lynch."
"And who would that be, Smith?" Lewis asked.
"Kim," Smith said, making Kim look at him with a 'don't-you-dare' look. "She's the Black Wolf."
"Should we lynch her?" Ross asked.
A series of 'Sure' and 'Yeah!' rose through out the room. Kim objected to the accusation, but was lynched anyways. And they were right.
"Good job, Smith," Trott said. "Now you're going to get killed."
"Yeah," Smith said, but chuckled.
That night in YogVille, Smith was targeted by the wolves and killed. Everyone expected it, anyways.
"Okay," Lewis said, chuckling. "It's night now, so go to sleep. Werewolves, keep your eyes op-"
He heard something. Just a split second before it happened, he heard something. Footsteps, heavy breathing..... Something flying through the air. Then the window behind them shattered, and a brick with a note tied to it came flying in. He reacted, running out of the way in panic. He ended up on the other side of the room, hands up in terror. The brick landed on the table, with other glass shards. Paul had stood up, and had also run away from the brick and glass shards, trying to pull the people next to him away as well. He noticed how fast Lewis had run from one side of the room to the other, and while everyone else couldn't see him move, he did. They met eye contact for a second, and they understood.
