[VoraciousReader]

It is day.

This morning, there is a strange stillness in the air of Pog Village. Without understanding why, the townspeople find themselves speaking in hushed tones, keeping their children home and quiet, and securing their dwellings, as if preparing for an onslaught. Occasionally, a dog barks or a sheep bleats, and all the residents first jump, then freeze. Even the most obtuse feel the atmosphere, heavy with unspoken fear, weighing down upon them.

First, whispers spread throughout the village. Then, whispers become rumors. Rumors of a young unknown woman, mauled to death. The villagers slowly begin to gather in the marketplace. As the crowd amasses, the quiet muttering grows louder. Neighbors eye each other suspiciously, even as they reach out to one another for comfort and strength. An infant wails in his mother's arms. Finally, the mayor steps forward. Inevitably, the fatal word falls from his lips:

"WEREWOLVES."

At this confirmation, the villagers' fear turns to rage. The crowd quickly becomes an angry mob. Be there one werewolf or many, no one is safe from accusations, and even violence...

9 villagers, 3 wolves, 1 seer
7 votes to lynch