"H-he-he's..... I mean I know I always called him stinky and said he was annoying but.... he- he was still a great friend..." Nadwe stuttered, starting to cry.

"N-Nadwe I'm sure this'll all be worked out. Tb you brought your phone right?" Woolfster replied.

"Y-yes.. I'll tell everyone..." Tbh mumbled.

So he called Socks and of course Socks picked up, brought everyone else into the call then asked,

"So where is he?"

"H-he's not alive..." Tbh responded quietly.

"What was that Tb I couldn't hear you," Muffin asked.

"H-he's dead!" Tbh screamed.

"Y-You're kidding" Socks laughed nervously.

"I really wish I was...." Tbh replied.

"W-well w-what do we d-do?" Meme asked, shaking.

"W-well... we vote them off right? What's the other option l-let them kill us all?!" Nadwe suggested.

"Yes but how do we get rid of them? We don't exactly have an airlock we can shoot them out of," Meme responded.

"Anyone have a gun?" Socks asked.

"I do." Laff spoke. "And I can use it quite well if I say so myself,"

"Ok then. We shoot them," Socks replied.

"But what if we vote Laff?" Woolf questioned.

"I'll shoot myself if it comes to it," Laff claimed bravely.

"How will we know we got the right person?" Oof asked.

"Nobody else will die of course," Blaza responded.

"Fine, guys, let's go home," Nadwe mumbled.

"Alright. We'll be back on the call soon Socks," Woolf answered.

"K... see you later," Socks mumbled.

And they left, everyone nervous for what was coming.

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