As dawn broke over the village, the villagers woke to find iBlue wandering aimlessly through the village. They went up to her to ask her what the problem was, but she would not speak. Thinking on his toes, Mexbearpig handed her a pad and paper. She scribbled something down without looking at the paper. Mexbearpig took the paper and stared at it, as if he could change the message by sheer will.
"Well, what does it say?" Intell looked at him intently.
"Murder. She wrote murder."
The villagers were all too familiar with this. Werewolves had claimed another in the night. They gathered together and ventured out to the little house on the prairie, Melrose's place. Inside, they discovered his lifeless body. They wouldn't need Dr. Howser to diagnose this one. However, they would need their A-team if they were going to get to the bottom of all of this before there were too few left to fight off the wolves.
They proceeded to the church and blew out yet another of the sixteen candles that they started with. Breakfast club was yet again cancelled, for no one was in the mood to eat. They would need to crack the other villagers' aliases, lest they all become lost.