The Medical Pavilion was on lockdown. Fists pounded against the doors as voices shouted out "
Cory we know who you are! Come out now!"
Cory ignored them, pathetic rabble. He was busy sauntering through the pavilion, surveying all the beauty he had created. Bodies of mutilated splicers hung on white medical crosses, their faces a mash of flesh sutured together. They were beautiful, so beautiful. He had tried his hardest to make them like the lovely Aphrodite, his goddess that visited him.
Cory walked over to a large brushed metal sink with a mirror above it. To his left, Aphrodite materialized. Her face was perfectly proportioned, not a mark in sight on her skin. Her crystal blue eyes bore into his soul, conveying her unhappiness. "What is it? Are you not happy with me?"
Cory asked. Aphrodite merely looked at him with disappointed eyes, then lowered her gaze. She turned away from him, shining hair flipping over her shoulder. Clearly it must be because he was not beautiful enough, not perfect enough. He began scrubbing up to his forearms with strong soap, sanitizing for a little bit of self improvement.
Cory looked in the mirror, she was right. His once young, supple skin was now greyed and wrinkled. There were puffy bags from sleepless nights hanging from his crazed eyes. He had to fix it, he had to fix it all. Hands steady, he picked up a scalpel from the side of the sink and began to cut away his imperfections.
The doors to the Medical Pavilion suddenly clicked open, the lockdown had ended and the alarms stopped sounding.
Cory was found face down in a sink full of red, his face indistinguishable.
Cory,
Dr. J.S. Steinman (Doctor), could never achieve the perfection he wanted.
Town Remaining: 12/14
Mafia Remaining: 3/4
3rd Party Remaining: 1/2
Players remaining: 16/20
Mafia KP = 3 (# of mafia/2, rounded up + 1 for godfather)
You have 24 hours to send in actions. Night Two ends May 8th, 2:00 PM AEST time (May 7th, 11:00 PM Central Time).