End of Night

The driver-in, the site of where this loop in time returns to its source, but this time, the writer has the finished message.

Appearing on a bus, his dark doppelgänger smiles, assured in his deadly trap continuation.

Oh, come on, buddy, why don't you...

He holds up his hand to bright light of the projector.

What? What is this?

His hand starts to flicker, sparks of light flying off of it. He falls to his knees, the light and memories burning him.

You can't do this! All I ever did was take the things you always wanted and never went for!

His torse fallows the route that his arm already went.

Its my turn now! Its my life! ITS MY LIFE! Arrrgh!

And so ends Mr. Scratch, ending the horror and removing the lable of Night Springs from this place, with its townfolk free to live their own lives. Are these events real or imaginary? Either could be, in Night Springs.

End of game. Internet Flea was the last wolf.