Story update
Brushing himself off, Lunar picked himself up and strode over to a chair, which remained unburt and proceeded to sit down. And he fell right out! He picked up the chair and sat down again. And again, the chair flipped right over. Firmly grasping the arms of the chair with both hands, he lowered himself into the seat, and the chair.. well, you get the idea. Lunar_Tick decided he would squat in the ashes instead. As he did so, the breeze picked up again. It swirled the ashes around until there were now three messages on the ground. The most recent one said simply "DFB."
jimj316, possible unaware of the impending lynch, decided to ignore the setting sun. As the day began to draw to a close, he ran back to he house for a deck chair and some tape. Holding the chair in place, he taped each one of the legs in turn to a section of the ceiling that remained. Shawnachu tried to point out that the majority of the building would probably collapse if anyone sat in the chair. jim paid him no heed. He proceeded to climb up a pillar and grasp the chair. Just then, naturally, the burnt ceiling fell down. Cursing shawnachu's know-it-all nature, he strode over to the center of the town square and began to dig a hole in the ground with some left over FIAH from the burnt town hall. Filling the hole with syrup, he pushed Shawnachu in. Shawnachu became very irritable, as he climbed out of the hole, all sticky from the goop.