The Mafia didn't PM me, I chose names out of my TARDIS, don't shoot the messenger...
After a dark and cold (okay, and stormy) night in Mafiaville everyone decided it was a good day to stay inside the library drinking hot chocolate (don't tell the librarians!) But unbeknownst to all of the innocent citizens, the Mafia had done their latest work in the library, buried under several bookshelves and covered in marshmallows and hot chocolate was ~Lava~, a Civillian who knew too much.
It is now Day, Put your votes in Bold