After walking around in circles for what seemed like hours, they came upon a small clearing. In the middle stood a single tree with a treehouse. A hand-painted, bedazzled sign read, "Abby's Place - No losers allowed!"
There was no evidence of witchcraft, but still, something was odd. Perhaps it was the smell of expensive perfume floating through the air, perhaps it was the sound of nasally-voiced boy bands singing. They decided to investigate.
Inside, Admetus was scrapbooking on the floor in the middle of a adorably decorated room. It was every teenage girl's dream.
He was surrounded by photos of the dead bodies of everyone who had been mysteriously murdered in the past few days. Carefully, he selected a particularly grotesque one of Zark and pasted it into his scrapbook. He didn't seem to notice everyone else there.
Finally, someone spoke up. "What the hell?!"
Admetus whirled around. "This isn't what it looks like! I swear!"
But it was too late. He had been caught red-handed.
Admetus somehow broke through the small crowd and shimmied down the ladder. Quickly, the rest of the town followed suit and chased after him.
They almost caught up to him, when suddenly - THWACK! A large yellow object zoomed into Admetus. It immediately dematerialized and returned to the proper time period in which it belonged.
Admetus had been run over by a school bus.
Admetus - lynched - alpha wolf
Abigail Williams - You are the alpha wolf. You cannot be killed until all the wolves are killed.
Admetus - 2 - DOM, Hellheart
DastardlyOldMan - Admetus
Hellheart - Jrsthethird
Jrsthethird - Rictus
Day 7 ends Sunday at 9pm PST.