[Mirandir]

Boro stood in the kitchen of the school diligently washing the bowl he had made his mac and cheese in shortly before. He had not been a fan of the buffet-style food provided for him by his hosts and had disappeared into the kitchen in search of the Jello shots Mira had mentioned earlier. While going through the cupboards, he found a box of his favorite meal, Kraft macaroni and cheese - specifically The Cheesiest.

Meanwhile, in the auditorium, debates were raging about who should be lynched that Day. Well, it was less like "raging" and more like "a few people speaking up while others sat in the corner not contributing or were nowhere to be found."

"What about Alona?" Hakon asked, saying he was suspicious but failing to elaborate as to why.

"Yeah, she looks good enough to vote for!" Brinn added after jokingly voting for herself and retracting.

"No no," Mac chimed in, "Boro looks much suspicious!"

"Yeah!" Shasta agreed. "Let's get Boro!"

"I think Brinn is the better choice," Form added.

"But what about Nessa?" Fea asked. "She voted for Brinn in her second post of the Day with no real case against her!"But no one listened to poor Fea. Or Nienna, for that matter, who threw her two cents behind Autume.

"It's between Brinn and me then," Boro decreed as he cast the tying vote. "What do we do now?"

Suddenly, out of nowhere, the disembodied voice of sally boomed out of the ceiling. "I decide Boro should die. That way we can be together foreeever!" With a cackle, she was gone.

The others cast sketched-out glances at each other before shrugging.

"Okay then. It's decided." Alona grabbed the samurai sword that Boro had brought with him to the reunion for the purpose of showing off and led the march to the kitchen.

Boro hummed merrily to himself something to the tune of "Oh I love mac and cheese, yes I do, I love mac and cheese, how 'bout you?" as he washed his dish. He turned at the sound of the door opening, and opened his mouth in greeting when he was run through with his own sword.

"What..." the question died on his lips as he slid to the ground. While his blood continued to stain the ceramic tiles beneath him, his true identity was revealed. Boro was a wolf. And now he was dead. The village had found two of the were-librarians.

The Living:
Fea, Freshman comp professor/slave
Hakon
Autume98, Computer geek who keeps to herself and no one really knows
Nerwen, Ex-cheerleader with a job that sounds horribly more glamorous than it is
Nessa Telrunya
Nienna, Artsy kid that couldn't be dragged out of the art room so she stayed there
Mac, Shy kid
Shasta, Rebel with nothing to rebel against but still looks cool
Formendacil, Eater of Kraft dinners while getting his Doctorate in Inane Uselessness
Alonariel, Nurse who never sleeps
Brinn, the goth kid everyone is afraid of

The Dead:
Lari, crushed by books~ Moddess
Mira, impaled by a v-cart~ Co-Moddess
Sally, tried to defy gravity and succeed by being hanged~ Were-Librarian
Wilwa, beaten with scanners~ Ordo
Boro, impaled with his own sword~ Were-Librarian

Night 3 has begun.