EXT - THE FRONT OF THE CABIN
CLOSE ON the face of Tom Scud. He emits spittle.
TOM SCUD
You fools. You FOOLS! You have NO IDEA what forces lurk beyond the Veil. You may stamp out this small group of demons; you may once again bury the one tool that can save humanity. But they will be back. You haven’t the will to defend this world. You haven’t the POWER! I’m this world’s last, best hope. And, blind, willful idiots that you are, you’ll throw me into that woodchipper and count it as a victory. Never!
*Behind him, the zombie squirrel skitters into the frame. It glares at the assembled mob with something resembling reproachful anger. The group tenses… and we hear another sound, from within the trees. More skittering. We see a second zombie squirrel poke its tiny head out from inside the bushes. Then a third, a fourth. A zombie squirrel with both its paws decayed into nothingness attempts to climb down the storm drain of the cabin and, sadly, fails. It hits the ground with a thud… then pulls itself up to snarl pawlessly at the mob.
We see the bewildered faces of the group as more and more squirrels emerge, their teeth bared, dead eyes fixed balefully on all present. Tom Scud laughs roughly.*
TOM SCUD
And now, see how you fare against the might of my terrible army. Attack!
A squirrel lunges. The screen fades to black.
EXT - LATER THAT EVENING
Fade up outside the cabin. The group sits around a roaring campfire. In the background the woodchipper hums. An extra eats some kind of strange meat from a wooden skewer.
THE EXTRA
Not bad.
A SECOND EXTRA
He should have picked bears. Bears would have kicked our asses.
They all laugh.
THE EXTRA (extending the skewer)
More squirrel, anyone?
Fade to black.
A FEW HOURS LATER - INT
Close on the Necronomicon, sitting on its pedestal. We hear the voice of Tom Scud, in voice over.
TOM SCUD
One… last… act…
Flashback to Tom Scud, just before his untimely death, reading a few incomprehensible words from the Necronomicon before placing it gently on the pedestal.
Back to the present. Outside, the woodchipper still hums. We hear a voice, sudden and very loud.
VOICE
Natlaw, YOU ARE A POOPYHEAD!!!
A few moments later, the woodchipper finally stops running. Its master finally gone for good, and its last command completed, the Necronomicon quietly, and without fuss, dissolves into the darkness… awaiting its next opportunity.
Tom Scud, the Redshirt, who was Third-Party (Thief), has been lynched.
Following his death, the Necronomicon was consumed in a blaze of Hellfire and vanished; it will not make a further appearance in the game (but may appear in a future game :D).
The Night begins now and will end at 3:00PM EST (or thereabouts on Monday).