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Just like the day, the night came with its challenges. While the distrust of being killed in the night prevented us from sleeping, Elijah’s paranoia seemed to be only getting worse. He started narrating ways in which he’d leave this island, something which we all knew was impossible. “Save it for tomorrow, i***t. None of us will be going anywhere till then,” Holly demanded the guy to be quiet. Elijah stopped talking, but he didn’t put himself to sleep. The horrors of the previous round were too severe to be forgotten by the lure of the seemingly peaceful night. I, on the other hand, was lying beside Holly. Emanuel was busy catering for a delirious Elijah. We all feared that he might do something to himself or us. As the darkness seemed to get intense with each passing hour, the fi