[Chief Rum]

The sun rises on the tense village of Rollette, where few of the residents or visitors slept soundly that night.

You all awake with fear in your hearts. What will you find when you walk out into the open today? Who died last night.

You all wander out, and look at each other suspiciously. You start to note who is there, silently counting who all is left.

Suddenly, a door to a shack crashes open! You all whirl to the noise, expecting the worst. Two Dukes faint in surprise. The Hunters all raise their guns.

"Jeez!" the figure at the door exclaims. "Put yer guns down! It's just me!"

Fontisian, bedraggled and weary, but apparently well on the health, is back on her feet.

With a sudden realization, you all see that no one died last night at all.

Could it be over?

NIGHT TWO has ended, and DAY THREE has begun. Hunters may commence firing.

Fontisian is healthy again and is able to post in the thread and take any normal actions available to her.

DEADLINE FOR DAY THREE IS 4 P.M EST/1 P.M. PDT THURSDAY.