June 27, 1983 (Day Three)
Hinamizawa had celebrated the death of one of the Yamainu, but they knew they couldn't rest until ALL of them were dead.
Prin had expected her death to be soon, and it did. During the early dawn of June 27,
Trundle invited
Tom to the bridge near the outside of Hinamizawa.
"Why do you think I'm part of the Yamainu?!" demanded
Tom. "Well, isn't it obvious?"
Trundle replied," You're the only unconfirmed person who knew
tsundere's role."
Tom was anxious, trying to think of his next words carefully. One wrong move, and everything would go wrong. "Um, maybe the coroner made a mistake?"
Tom tried to act calm. "Ha, now you're blaming others? Admit it. You killed tsundere and the others!"
Trundle had laughed, he was sure
Tom was guilty.
Tom was thinking as fast as he could, trying to think of a defense. "Okay, now you're trying too hard,"
Trundle said impatiently, wanting to get this over with. "Wait! Just give me a second!" Tom exclaimed. "One. Time's up."
Trundle pushed
Tom over the bridge. Looking down, a splash of
red blood could be seen in the water.
Tom, the Framer, wanted to swim in the water.
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