NIGHT 3 — THE DUCKLING’S NIGHTMARENight fell over MGSF, and things were getting increasingly embarrassing for the remaining Mafia.
Dirty Duck was still processing the shocking discovery that the Mafia had finally caught up to him. Apparently, being a moderator didn’t come with a complimentary threat-detection system.
But that wasn’t the only surprise waiting for him.
He was also about to discover the true identity of BLACK KING — THE FINAL MODERATOR! AND BOY HE WAS SO SHOCKED OF WHO HE WAS!
Meanwhile, everyone else was busy playing the hero. Investigations were launched, plans were made, suspicious people were watched, and several members probably accomplished absolutely nothing.
The Town was working tirelessly to save itself.
Unfortunately, all that hard work produced exactly ZERO FRUITS.
Then Black King stepped forward, delivering a message that sounded less like a threat and more like a disappointed father addressing his children:
“Will Town be able to figure out who I am? Will Town prevent another two members from falling down? I’m afraid the blood of the next two members will be on your hands, duckling!”
Silence.
Dirty Duck stared at the screen.
Two more members?
The final moderator?
And why was everyone suddenly calling him duckling?
For the first time in MGSF history, the duck wasn’t quacking.
He was sweating.
NIGHT 3 ENDS.DAY 4 BEGINS!Dead:-
Black king =
RoyAnnoying Prick =
NullNull =
Dirty DuckDirty Duck =
Agent
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