'Twas still Christmas night, the moment held tightNo time had passed since the last held breath.The dice are poised, the silence thin,As fate leans close with a crooked grin.

Where we left off, the spark still glows,The clock still ticks, the tension grows.Plans remain brittle, nerves are raw—One step from triumph…or total flaw.

So gather close, for there’s no delay,This tale resumes right where it lay.The fuse is short, the stakes are true—Welcome back, dear listener, to Chapter Two 🎲🎄