The Mob Song

The few remaining townspeople were gathered together. They had pretty much figured out who the culprit was and they were deciding what to do about it.

"Well, I've hunted werewolves and I've seen what they can do," said someone. "He'll make off with your children."

There was a gasp in the crowd.

"He'll come after them in the night!" said another. 

"Yo. We don't have kids—"

"We're not safe until he's dead!" 

"He'll come stalking us at night!"

"Set to sacrifice our children to his monstrous appetite."

"—Why are you rhyming?—" 

"He'll wreak havoc on our village if we let him wander free!"

Then the leader sang, "So it's time to take some action, boys. It's—" now really belting it, "TIIIME TOOO FOOOLLOOOW MEEEEEE!"

Pretty much everyone followed him, except for one person. He had no idea why people were starting to break out into song. They should be scared and stuff, not trying to figure out rhythm and rhymes and stuff. Weirdos.

The mob made their way to Kyle's house and banged on the door. He answered. "Yeah?"

Everyone just sort of stood there. They suddenly remembered that in Beauty and the Beast, this is where they start to get attacked by the silverware and furnace and stuff. They suddenly also remembered that they were pretty similar to the bad guys in the movie.

"Uhh. Hey, Kyle. Are you a werewolf?" asked the leader.

"Yeah. Why?"

"Can you, like, stop?"

"I—I'm not sure. I'm kind of the Jester too, so I can't really decide for myself. Is Masin here?"

"Yeah, I'm right here," said Masin.

"Should I stop?"

"Sure."

"Okay. I'm done then."

The mob went back to the Institute Building. "Well, that was easy," someone said.  They never really did see Kyle again.

What they didn't know is the one person among them was secretly hiding their new identity from the rest of the group. Little did they know that there is one more werewolf out there. Little did they know of the threat still upon them…

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Here were today's votes:

Kyle: 2

Deb: 1