The town had been almost completely wiped out of existence by now. Dataflashsabot was their last chance at killing the CK, and he came out town. The two remaining townies trudged back to their houses, knowing very well that one of them would die overnight. And of course, they were right. NESgamer190 was the one who awoke the next morning. He knew who the cereal killer was. Everyone knew it must be Razzorman. NES was the pie fanatic. StraightFlame was the doctor.. StraightFlame! NESgamer knew that he surely must have died at night, and now Razzorman was waiting just outside his door to kill off the last townie.
Well, he wasn't going to go down without a fight! Lifting up the sheets of his bed, he pulled out his old revolver. A bit worse for the wear, but it would have to do. Swallowing his fear, NES kicked open the door, prepared for Razzorman to be standing just out side. But he wasn't. Tentatively, he put one foot outside. He couldn't see the cereal killer anywhere. Then suddenly, he felt cold metal against his throat. Before he had time to react, he was one the ground, Razzorman standing above him.
THE END
The CK looked down on the last of the town. Picking up the revolver, he strode out of the house into his town. He stepped lightly, with the air of someone who had just been elected mayor. Razzorman was not surprised. He knew the miserable Purpleton never stood a chance against him. Grinning to himself, he sat down in a nearby armchair, closed his eyes, and went to sleep.
Razzorman was awoken to the sound of a gun being cocked. He only had seconds to think before a gruff voice behind him said, "Alright. Out of the armchair." The cereal killer wondered who could have said that. With his hands in the air, he turned around to see someone holding NES's revolver. The someone stood there with one hand one the revolver and the other leaning against the house. His clothes were tattered, and his hair was riddled with sticks. LimeLemon stared at Razzorman, and with an evil grin, pulled the trigger.