Tie Break

Ms K flies the urn back up and places it back on the table. She revotes and returns to her seat. The rest of the tribe votes and Nightmare stands.

NM: I'll go get the votes...

Nightmare flies over and grabs the urn.

NM: First vote...

Nightmare takes the lid off and places it aside and reads the first vote.







































































































NM: Tychon.

Nightmare pulls out another piece of parchement paper.

NM: Next vote...





































































































NM: Tychon.

Nightmare pulls out another piece of parchement paper.

NM: Next vote...

















































































































































NM: Tychon.

Nightmare pulls out another piece of parchement paper.

NM: Next vote...































































































































NM: LJ.

Nightmare pulls out another piece of parchement paper.

NM: Next vote...





























































































































NM: LJ. That's three votes Tychon, two votes LJ, one vote left...

Nightmare pulls out the last piece of parchement paper.

NM: Last vote...










































































































































































































































































































NM: LJ. We have another tie.

LJ and Tychon breathe a sigh of relief. The rest get restless as Nightmare reaches down at his side and picks up the sack of rocks. Nightmare walks over to the bench.

NM: You will all choose one rock. You CANNOT look at it. You might hold it tight, palm down out in front of you...

Nightmare walks down the line, each dragon aside from LJ and Tychon grabbing a rock from the sack. Nightmare walks over to the fire.

NM: Turn your fists face up.

They obey.

NM: On the count of three, open your hands. One.........two...........three.

The six dragons open the hands, each staring at their own first before looking at the others. All except one.

NM: G.T., you need to bring me your torch.

G.T. swears and swipes his torch. He gets some pats on the back from his fellow OOTR members on his way to Nightmare. He places his torch in the holder at Nightmare's feet.

NM: G.T., the tribe, and the rocks, have spoken...

Nightmare snuffs out G.T.'s torch.

NM: Time for you to go.

G.T. bids farewell and walks down the path.

NM: Well, you all had a fifty-fifty chance to get the result you wanted. Half of you did. Now what? Grab your stuff and head out. Goodnight.

The remaining tribe members gather their things and head off back to camp.