I'm still hiding in the vents.

Paadun introduced herself and ran into her home quickly, bringing out her own bow. "We need to hunt this thing. We're all going to die. Everyone! To the field! We need a plan!"

(Also, there are no vents in the village.)

(There aren't vents anywhere but in dwarven ruins)

{then I hid in a closet}

After I heard that, I left the closet, thinking I was safe. I went to the feild.

"Okay, everyone's here, except for Gelt and the stranger. We need a plan, people are dying, and there's one more on the way."

"Fire? Animals are afraid of fire.

"That's what I was thinking." Paadun took out oil and started dipping her arrows. "I don't have many arrows."

(It was sunset, and reaching darkness.)

"We'll...we'll need light. Does anyone here know fire magic?" He nervously grinned.

"The stranger does. Gelt's in safe hands. Us? Well..."

"My bow has paralysis already, so if it doen't kill them, it'll give us time to," I say, "Also, Paadun, was it? I have some arrows for you."

*Gives her elven arrows x100*

"Also, I do know fire spells."

"Don't know if I can fit this all into miy quiver, but I'll take most of it." She put her quiver over her back and stood up. "Okay. Let's go." She led the way back into the village, with a lit arrow for light. Soon their breaths were visible from the cold. 

(This should be when we start killing off some people.)

When we got there, we got a front row seat of the alien head-biting someone. "Oh god..."

"Jovahhaul!"

"Damn it, shoot it!" They all shot, missing. It went around the corner, where they lost it.

"I can't light the thing fast enough. I'll need a clear shot." She handed the lit arrow to Nanuziil. "You lead the way. We need to find Hasan."

Eventually, they found him. Dead and burnt to a crisp. "What..." "He must've...ignited himself. To kill the creature within him."

"look, theres a hole in his chest."

"So the creature came out?"

"That must be it." A rattling to the right. Nanuziil pointed the arrow in that direction. Paadun stayed back, readying her arrow. 

Nothing. Except...for the creature on the ceiling. It tripled in size, developing a black skin. It growled and pounced on Nanuziil, ripping his face to shreds. The lit arrow went out and the infirmary went dark.