Those who were sleeping were jolted awake by the pounding on the door, while Jake and the three female Players got into fighting position. With their Player Perception, none of them had trouble seeing in the dark. Walking cautiously toward the door his blade in hand, Jake shouted,
" Who is it?"
If it was a Monster, they were supposed to be able to destroy the door or no Monster attack would have succeeded the previous nights. Still, the possibility that it was a diversion was not to be discounted.
"It's Peter. " A tired voice sounded from the other side. "I have something to say. I know who the Monsters are."
The image of a young Player addicted to drugs and jaded to everything came to mind. He was curious how the walls of his house could block out all outside sounds, but at the same time allow the Villager's voice on the other side to filter through.
Jake didn't ask him who the Monsters were, because he already had a much more plausible suspect in front of him.
