I have had a concern expressed to me about the flavor of D3. The last bit is flavor based on in thread actions and should not imply faction in any way.
The two camps of the Island slept well that night. Both the beach and cave inhabitants felt that they were one step closer to at least freeing themselves of the Others' influence. Surely rescue would be one step closer?
The gray of morning was lightening the sky when crashing in the jungle awoke the sleeping Survivors. Had there been another tragedy in the night?
Suddenly from the brush burst the huge Mexican, his hair hanging around his face wildly. Sweat covered his shirt from where he had been running haphazardly in the dark.
"Dudes, dudes! Oh my god, the numbers! They followed me here. They're cursed and I thought being here would at least keep the numbers away, but it didn't because they're here!"
The Survivors stared at Hurley with confused looks. Whatever was he babbling about? Still, this was a much better scene to wake up to instead of finding someone missing or dead or whatever had happened previously.
After giving Hurley some water and making him sit down, they were finally able to calm him enough to find out what had startled the big guy.
"I couldn't sleep last night, so I took a walk," he explained. "I stumbled in the dark and found a hatch. But the rim has these numbers. CURSED NUMBERS!" Before he could work himself back into a frenzy, someone shook him on the shoulder. "Ahem, anyway, I got scared and came back here."
"Maybe there's something helpful down there," someone else speculated. "We should try to get in."
"No, it's a bad idea dudes," Hurley warned, but no one listened as they gathered supplies to investigate this new discovery.
No ???? occurred during Night 3.
Day 4 has begun!
With 11 alive, it takes 6 to lynch!
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Deadline is January 16th, 11:59 PM EST.
