Rudy headed back to the cabin in a giddy mood, knowing he would have a fun night ahead of him. He carefully carried the two bottles of whiskey he purchased for the Hunters that he left to watch over the King. He knew now that the King had worn out his welcome, and the Hunters had also worn out their welcome. Rudy knew that he would need to kill them, and he figured that getting them drunk would make his task of killing them more manageable because they would struggle less the more intoxicated they were. As the cabin became visible in the distance, Rudy smiled at the anticipation of killing King Alistair. He was thrilled with the thought of testing out some of the new torture techniques he had thought up.
With the cabin even closer now, he could see the light of the candles the Hunters lef
