All seven survivor are standing next to Killuminati19’s house. You ask one question: Who do you think did it? Instantly, four people are pointing to one suspect. Mtamburini doesn’t even have the time to reply, King Edward 3rd hits him behind the head with his shovel. Mtamburini falls to the ground. The four voters start hitting him over and over with their shovels, the two others just stands there and watch. Mtamburini scream and twitches around. He tries to get away but all he can do is crawl. King Edward 3rd kick him so that he stays on his back, then stands on his chest. Mtamburini looks at him with fear. Two of the voters grab his arms. Mtamburini is out of breath, he cannot escape now.
King Edward 3rd takes off one of his racket shoe. Focusing all his anger toward the mafia and his guilt of the murders that happened so far in this town, King Edward 3rd takes his shovel, put it in mtamburini’s mouth, put his foot on the side of the shovel, and stomp as hard as he can. Mtamburini screams one last time, as loud as a shovel in a mouth lets him. The shovel goes through, breaking the jaws, the cheeks, the back of the skull, and the lower brain. Blood splatter in two straight lines to the sides. The head is severed and rolls backward. You can see the top of his mouth with some broken teeth, and the big part of his brain.
Blood flows out vigorously from the other part of the body, making one big poodle of blood. King Edward 3rd grabs the dead man’s wallet. The blood makes the snow melt around the body, it starts to go deeper in the snow and the neck tilt downward. King Edward 3rd loses his balance. He falls in this reddish slush that became the snow and the blood, trapped with a dead body. As he tries to get out, the half head rolls on him. If anything can make him puke now, this is it. He throws the head away, screaming, he gets back up, manages to get out of there with the help of others, make two steps away, and pukes out all of his guts.
After catching his breath, he looks in the wallet.
mtamburini has been lynched - Mafia goon
There is no more place for guilt over the number and the ways of the murders. The mafia is killing people and this is war. After claiming the life of another enemy, it is time to rest. One gruesome kill is enough for one day, and King Edward 3rd is in deep need of a shower. Everyone walk home and prepare for the night.