[breathes in, and then out slowly. it's time for business, not emotion]

Yuna, Natalie and I slept at the clinic last night. We heard a gunshot coming from the direction of the bonfire around midnight. An investigation of that area this morning turned up blood and partially burned clothing that looked like it belonged to Nui.

Speculating on the meaning of this evidence is probably best left for tomorrow, but I wanted that discovery to be public.