Nobody hung that day. Silente (now a robot kitty with laser eyes) did wander over to see if the gallows to see if it would make a good scratching post, but that was it. (It would make an excellent scratching post, if not for the fact that Henry kept swooping down and glaring).
Eventually, everyone went back to sleep. What else could they do? One by one, they would wake at different points in the night. But almost certainly, one would never wake again.
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