The votes have been tallied up, and a conviction has been reached.
Everyone has concluded that with his crazy talk, he must be Insane. The conviction was made... but where exactly was Ian?
He was running away. He did not want to be killed, so the easiest thing to do, he thought, was to run and hide.
Know one knew where he was, so he decided to stop and take a rest. Among some of the plane wreckage on the beach, he found an empty food cart. He crammed himself in, and waited.
Hours later, when he woke up, Ian was feeling cramped. Still, the other survivors had not found him. He tried to get out - but couldn't move.
"Ouch, I'm stuck!" he cried. After few minutes, without success , he began calling for help. When no one came, he called louder. Unfortunately, the food carts from the plane were airtight, to prevent food from rotting. At sunset, when the survivors returned to the camp, they found the food cart.
It was opened up, and what lay inside was not pleasant.
Accompanied by a blast of rancid smell, Ian, or rather his corpse, was found.
After his shelter and belongings were searched, it was clear that Ian was a innocent
Sane. Too bad, the Sanes were on a role. After digesting what the had seen, the survivors drifted off to bed.
It is now night. Please send your night actions to
Ricecracker ASAP.