The sirens blared Night 2 descended.
They were the toughest gang in all the Purge. They knew that the only way any of them died was caused from within - they were betrayed by their own, and there was probably still one left.
Menalque climbed up on a pile of the dead and shouted, "It's Icon! Kill him in the face! Terminate his existence with a literally humungous level of prejudice!"
Icon tried to run, but they chased him down.
Icon was caught...but he had one last, desperate move to make. He reached into his coat pocket, pulled out his wallet, flashed it open and waved it. "It's not me. I'm a card-carrying mason. It's Gandalf! Kill the traitor!" He shoved the wallet back in his coat before anyone could get a good look. ROugh hands reached out and grabbed Gandalf, holding him in place.
Egduf, Hectic and Tet turned their guns on Gandalf and fired. "That should do it." But, Menalque went and searched the dying body. Gandalf had a genuine mason card on him. Menalque held it up for all to see. Egduf, Hectic and Tet realized they had killed the wrong man. "Meh, what the fuck. It's Purge night anyway," they said, shrugging their shoulders.
Oversoul nodded his head and said, "Yeah, what the fuck. It's Purge night," and bashed in Tet's brains for no apparent reason.
Iconeum's bluff had bought a little time, but it wasn't enough. TiphaineDeath raised his gun. "Wait. He's mine," Menalque said. "Just wound him." TD shot Icon in the knee, taking him to the ground beside Gandalf. Gandalf had almost bled out, but with his last breath he said, "You ain't no fucking Mason," and shot Iconeum in the nuts - the traditional punishment for fakeclaiming mason.
Menalque stood above Icon, gloating. "I've been waiting for this a long time, you scumfuck." He aimed at Icon's face and fired...but not before Icon got off a shot as well. Menalque fell, dying beside Icon and Gandalf, and for some reason Tet.
The sirens sounded again. Purge night was over.
were purged Night 2.
