The townspeople become more nervous as the lottery begins. The tension in the air is palpable as they wait to see who will be chosen for the sacrificial ritual. Whispers and nervous glances are exchanged among the townspeople as they try to ignore the sinking feeling in their stomachs. The once jovial atmosphere is replaced by a somber and apprehensive mood as the drawing of names commences. Each person holds their breath, hoping that their name will not be called.
