It was a cold and snowy night(well at least it was here) and all was quiet. Lawls came out of his bedroom because he couldn't sleep. He began to wonder why does this always happen to him? Why is it every single time he's a cop that no one believes him and he somehow gets a huge wagon on him. It was bothering him almost as much as the lie detector. He was about to go back to sleep when someone approached him with a sledgehammer. Being lawls and all, he paid no attention to it and just tried to walk past him, instead he got a sledgehammer straight to the head. Unfortunately for lawls, this isn't wrestling, and a sledgehammer to the head is quite deadly.
The night was still young for some people as MDP had just walked out of the bar, stumbling and slurring all his words. He had no idea what was going on so he decided to just pass out on the side of the road while mumbling something about pregnant women and feet. With his head face first into a puddle he never saw that car coming that ran him over...and reversed and ran him over again...and then again.
Taylor was plotting more ways to ruin yet another mafia game with his stupidity and unwillingness to claim. Too bad for him someone had simply had enough and decided to end his shit. lawls.
And that was the end of night, one that ended very poorly for town.
It is now Day 2, with 21 alive it's 11 to lynch.