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Old 12-21-2017, 10:48 PM



Hey guys, Howdy here!


Now every year, during the spooooky Halloween event, I create a game called 'Haunted Halloween' where you, the users, delve into a story chock full of murder, monsters and mayhem. It's a horror-filled fun fest and we all have a good time! Yeah!

But this year life kinda took a poop on ol' Howdy, and I went on hiatus. This unfortunately meant I had no time to write a game for Halloween... But you know what? I'm back, the winter event approacheth, and I found some time. Yeah!

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Welcome to the small New England town of Lake Cornwell. Folks here are laid back and easy going. It's the kinda place where everyone says hello, and no one locks their doors.

But after tonight... that all may change.

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Old 12-21-2017, 10:49 PM


Once every 24 hours, you may:
  1. Look at Today's Location ( Here ).
  2. Choose an action from the list.
  3. Copy and paste the provided form, with your action added, into this thread.
  4. Check back after 10 PM Pacific for the results. (Click here for current Pacific time.) I will post them in this thread directly, but you may also find them in "Yesterday's Results," here. If you miss a day, you can find results for past days further down the page.
  5. Return to Today's Locations for new options. Rinse, and repeat!

PLEASE NOTE:

Only one account per person may play.
Exception: Staff-approved charity mules are welcome to play for their charities.





Q. I'd like to choose a new area. Can I?
A. Sure. Before the round ends, post the form again with your new selection and ping me (Captain Howdy), and I'll make note of it as soon as I can. Obviously you cannot change your mind after the round ends.

Q. I missed the first day, can I still play?
A. Of course, feel free! :)

Q. Ahhh, there aren't any maps this year?
A. Yeah, 'fraid so. It's a busy season, and I ran out of time.

Q. Gonk! I am victim! What I do now?!
A. Story-wise, you're kaput. But don't worry. You can still play and earn prizes. :)


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Old 12-21-2017, 10:50 PM




Kristopher Simpson
Lake Cornwell's town librarian. An aspiring author who can't seem to shake off his writer's block. Kristopher is intelligent and sardonic, but has a tendency toward moodiness.


Mayor Randy Barton
The Mayor of Lake Cornwell. Mayor Barton is suave and sophisticated, but isn't the brightest light on Broadway.


April Maxwell
Owner of the Drop In, Shoppin' grocery and retail store. A smart and indomitable woman, as well as Kristopher's best friend.


Shane Campbell
Owner of the Oslo Cafe. The epitome of the strong, silent type. A kindhearted man, determined to rise above his family name.


Tallulah Chapman
One of Lake Cornwell's most notorious citizens. A sassy granny who speaks her mind, and does pretty much whatever she wants.


Sheriff Brooke Hamilton
Lake Cornwell's local law keeper. Sheriff Hamilton is a dedicated and no-nonsense woman.


Brian Owen
Lake Cornwell's town coordinator. A tightly wound young man, given to over reactions.

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Old 12-22-2017, 12:09 AM


The trek back down the hill into the town proper had been a quiet one, and oddly a peaceful one too. It was the calm before the storm. More people had abandoned the group, fearing their safety. Kristopher didn’t blame them. Some had outright disappeared, most likely meeting their fate in the mayor’s mansion. He would mourn them later. And those that remained were on a mission, to put an end to Eyeless Silas. And he would certainly be waiting, the ghoul. They were mice, being led into the cat’s trap. But they would fight.

This was no ghost, Kris thought. This was no demonic entity, or a boogeyman straight for Lake Cornwell’s past. They were going to prove that Eyeless Silas was just as human as they are, and could just as easily be hurt.

A thousand times Kristopher had seen the library darkened and empty. But seeing it on this night, with scaffolding encasing the building like a cage, it chilled him far more than the snow. He just wondered what answers could possibly be inside. Kris knew the library from top to bottom, and beyond a book of local lore, there was no mention of Eyeless Silas he could think of.

Once inside, it was decided that they should definitely all stick together. They moved through the halls, smaller groups exploring the rooms, but they were never out of earshot.

Kristopher was resolute in keeping April and Shane close to him. They were far too important to let out of sight. April was his dearest friend. And all the tragic events of the night made him realize that Shane was just as special. – Every person lost left a growing hole in his heart. He wouldn’t lose them.

While he, Shane, April and a handful of others traveled down into the basement, a question suddenly entered Kristopher’s head.

Kristopher: How did he know my name?

Shane: Who?

Kristopher: Eyeless Silas. Back at the mansion, he called me by my full name.

April: I have to admit, that was pretty freakin’ scary.

Shane: [smiling] Maybe your reputation precedes you, and he read about you being the town wiener.

Kristopher: [playing along] I am not the town wiener, Shane! I only dressed up as a hot dog once.

April: But it wasn’t even Halloween.

Kristopher: You just don’t understand cosplay. – But really, how did he know?

woohoohelloppl: As far as I see it, there are two possible explanations. One, he really is a ghost…

Kristopher: [rolling his eyes] Doubtful.

woohoohelloppl: Or two, I hate to say it but…

April: [grimly] He’s one of us. He’s someone that lives in Lake Cornwell.

Kristopher: But... Why would one of us do something like this?

Shane: Secrets run deep. Randy gave his life for that secret.

Kristopher: [gravely] He said Eyeless Silas was coming for him. And after that he was coming for someone else, for one us.

These words hung in the air for a moment, sending chills down their spines. Then from down the hall, woohoohelloppl called out.

woohoohelloppl: Hey Kris, why is this door taped up?

Kristopher: [coming back to himself] Oh, the renovators found that when they were tearing down walls. It’s just an old empty storeroom. Randy said there was no need in fixing it up, so it’s just going to be sealed again.

April: Wait, Randy made the decision?

Kristopher: Yeah, he got the council to… [realizing]

Shane: Why would Randy get personally involved?

Without another word, the group moved into the abandoned room. Kristopher had picked up a lantern from a nearby workbench, and was now shining it on the room’s rough hewn walls. They were made of stone and definitely old, having remained hidden for at least a hundred years.

April: [shrugging] It’s empty.

Shane: Try checking the walls.

woohoohelloppl: [scoffing] What is this, Clue? You think we’re gonna find a hidden…

woohoohelloppl trips, and falls against the rooms furthest wall. Catching a small depression, her/his hand pushes inward and the wall slides forward.

Kristopher: [investigating] Holy Crap, there’s a passageway leading down!

April: Well, let’s see if Eyeless Silas is really Colonel Mustard.

With lantern in hand, Kristopher took the lead. The passageway sloped downward, deeper and deeper into the earth. Kris couldn’t help but feel like he was leading them to hell. Beyond the light, the darkness was pervasive. But up ahead, at the end of the path, there was a light.

Crossing a threshold, the jaw of every single person dropped. Hidden beneath the library was a stone room, almost like a mausoleum. Massive pillars flanked the perimeter, each adorned with a lit kerosene lamp.

Kristopher: [in awe] What is this place?

Shane: You never knew was this here?

Kristopher: [dumbstruck] No… I had no idea.

woohoohelloppl: Hey look, there’s stuff carved into the walls. They’re like shields.

Kristopher: [inspecting closer] No… They’re coat of arms. … I recognize this. I saw it in Randy’s office. It’s the Barton family crest. Yeah, it says ‘Barton’ right here.

woohoohelloppl: And here’s the Hamilton's.

April: [pointing] The Cornwell family crest, the Owen family, the Chapman family, and…

Shane: [he steps forward and places his hand on the relief] [coldly] The Campbell family crest. My family.

April: One for each of the six founding families.

woohoohelloppl: Wait, if there’s only six, than what’s that one?

Across the room, hidden in shadows, a seventh crest can barely be seen. Kristopher raised his lantern and moved toward the symbol. It’s one he’d never seen before, larger than the others, and more elaborate. And there, in bold letters, was the name ‘Barrows’. Beneath the crest was a stone pedestal, on which a torn piece of parchment sat. Carefully, Kris picked up the document and began to read.

‘We write this declaration, so that God may know our secret, and no one else. It is in this year, the year of our Lord eighteen hundred and thirty-two, that we, the first families of Barrowsville, confess our sins. Four summers ago, we followed General Silas Barrows north, hoping through God’s divine providence to find a land in which to settle. Thus, we came upon the place we would call Barrowsville. And here we lived contented, for a time. General Barrows was our mayor. Justice Nathaniel Cornwell, our judge. Sheriff Josiah Campbell, our law. Edwina Barton, our school teacher. Fletcher Chapman, our blacksmith. Patrick Owen, our merchant. Augustus Hamilton, our reverend.

Since it’s founding, Barrowsville has grown by near fifty. We are a peaceful and God-fearing community. But in these latter months, a devil slithered into our midst. And in our frenzy to catch this culprit, we have made a grave mistake. … ‘


Kristopher: [confounded] The rest is gone. … This place they talked about… Lake Cornwell was Barrowsville?

Shane: And General Silas Barrows…

April: …Is Eyeless Silas.

Kristopher: [shaking his head] I don’t understand. We came here for answers, but this only brings up more questions. Why was the town’s name changed, and why was it hidden? What mistake did these people make? And what happened to Silas Barrows?

April: Wait, think about it... A lot of us have been killed tonight, but... it seems like Eyeless Silas has only been targeting a few people. Norma June, Brian, and Sheriff Hamilton were found with their eyes missing. No one else was. Miss Chapman was chased off a cliff. And the killer followed Mayor Barton alone to his house. What do those people have in common?

Kristopher: [with foreboding] They’re all descendents of the first families of Lake Cornwell. … Of Barrowsville. Which means…

Shane: I’m next.

Suddenly, a strong wind swept through the chamber, extinguishing the lamps. Screams of panic mingled with cries of pain. In the confusion, the lantern was knocked from Kristopher’s hand and kicked across the room. He reached for it as quickly as he could, and lifted the light. To his horror, woohoohelloppl was no more! Fearful, Kristiopher called out.

Kristopher: April! Are you there?!

April: [finding his arm] [afraid] I’m here!

Kristopher: Shane?! [no answer] Shane, where are you?!

April: Shane!

Kristopher: Shane, answer me!

Everyone left standing froze, as a terrible laughter echoed across the room.

Eyeless Silas: [unseen] So now you know part of the story! I bet you’re dying to know the rest! Well dying is the right word! If you’re curious for the remainder of the tale, return to the town hall, to where all it began! And to witness the execution of Shane Campbell!

Kristopher: You son of a bitch! Let him go!

Eyeless Silas: [laughing] Don’t keep me waiting!

And with that, the room went silent.

April: Kris…

Kristopher: There’s no time to talk. We have to save Shane. He’s relying on us.






Location: Lake Cornwell Town Hall

Search Options:
-- Atrium
-- Boiler Room
-- Council Chamber
-- Document Room
-- Laundry Room
-- Men’s Restroom
-- Storage Room
-- Treasury Office

Note: Final day will remain open until the end of the event.

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Where is everybody?X


-- Atrium
Ava the Vampire - ooo
dragoness129 - ooo
Dystopia - ooo
ghostPastry - ooo
HIM_ROCK - ooo
hummy - ooo
Kiari - ooo
Suona - ooo
Velvet - ooo
Xo~Gremlin~oX - ooo

-- Boiler Room
Miscreant74 - ooo
musasgal - ooo
Roxxxy - ooo

-- Council Chamber
Mikio - ooo
xoxoAngiexoxo - ooo

-- Document Room
Kent - ooo
Mimmu - ooo
Nema - ooo
star2000shadow - ooo

-- Laundry Room
Damia Flagg - ooo
wish - ooo
woohoohelloppl - ooo

-- Men's Restoom
Eastriel - ooo

-- Storage Room
Kay - ooo
salvete - ooo
Shadami - ooo
Xogizmoox - ooo

-- Treasury Office
Angel Spirit Girl - ooo
Divacita - ooo
DivineHeart - ooo
Hadsvich - ooo
*Hime* - ooo
Naisou - ooo
Professor Lily - ooo
Rochiel Silverfire - ooo


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#5
Old 12-22-2017, 12:10 AM





Location: Lake Cornwell Library


Children's Books
Every Friday, in the children's section, the library hosts a story time. Normally this is done by volunteers, but one time Kristopher had to do it. And so he read the little kiddies the tale of the Little Mermaid. The original version. The not so happy version. And the kiddies didn't like it. So Kris declared them all philistines and grumpily returned to his office.
(Den Lille Havfrue)


Computer Lab
You might think a public computer would make some people bold enough to search things they wouldn't at home. But in truth, most Cornwellians are respectful, the largest user base being older folks who need help surfing the web. ... And then there's Tim Cameron. Yeah, Tim's banned from computer lab.
(Desktop)


Head Librarian's Office
Kristopher was pleased to learn that a sizable budget had been put aside to renovate the head librarian's office. The paint was patchy and ugly, the carpet tattered and smelly, and the walls had dents where Mrs. Butler, the previous head librarian, would bang her head. She was a very high strung woman.
(+900g )

Media Room
In the media room, citizens can find DVDs and Blu-Rays to rent. You remember doing that, right? Renting movies? The libraries newest flick is about a monster that hides in people's closets. Frightening, perhaps. But given the current situation, it doesn't seem so scary anymore.
(It's a MONSTER! D:)


Periodical's Room
The periodical's room is filled with all kinds of newspapers and magazines. One of the most popular magazines is a teen rag called Sweet, filled with fashion, trends, and all kinds of things you can't relate too. I mean look at these wings, you certainly couldn't pull something like that off in your day.
(Pure Hatred Wings)


Reference Room
There's not much to found in the reference room, but on a table there's an open book. On the page are six smudged symbols. Who left this book out, and why does it seem so important?


Storage Room
Well, you've learned part of the truth. Too bad that info won't do you anymore good.
(VICTIM - SEE F.A.Q.)

Used Book Store
The used book store was Kristopher's idea. Citizens bring in their previously owned books and they're sold second hand. It's not a huge money maker, but it has afforded a new coffee maker in the staff lounge. The last one made coffee that olddly tasted meaty.
(+700g )




Where is everybody?X


-- Children's Books
Ava the Vampire - ooo
DamiaFlagg - ooo
dragoness129 - ooo
Eastriel - ooo
musasgal - ooo
Naisou - ooo
Rochiel Silverfire - ooo

-- Computer Lab
Divacita - ooo
Dystopia - ooo
ghostPastry - ooo
Professor Lily - ooo
salvete - ooo
Xogizmoox - ooo

-- Head Librarian's Office
Angel Spirit Girl - ooo
HIM_ROCK - ooo
Kent - ooo

-- Media Room
DivineHeart - ooo

-- Periodicals Room
*Hime* - ooo
Mimmu - ooo
Miscreant74 - ooo
Nema - ooo
xoxoAngiexoxo - ooo

-- Reference Room
Mikio - ooo
sadrain - ooo
Shadami - ooo
wish - ooo

-- Storage Room
star2000shadow - ooo
woohoohelloppl - ooo

-- Used Book Store
evilcupcakecat - ooo
Hadsvich - ooo
hummy - ooo
Kay - ooo
Kiari - ooo
SessysMika - ooo
Suona - ooo
Velvet - ooo
Xo~GREMLIN~oX - ooo


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Old 12-22-2017, 12:11 AM


DAY ONE
DivineHeart - dragoness129 - Dystopia - Hime - Kay - Kiari - Mageling - Midian - musasgal - Nema - Nephila - Rochiel Silverfire - salvete - Velvet - Xogizmoox - xoxoAngiexoxo

DAY TWO
Shadami

DAY THREE
Divacita - HIM_ROCK - star2000shadow

DAY FOUR
No One!

DAY FIVE
evilcupcakecat

DAY SIX
woohoohelloppl


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Old 12-22-2017, 12:11 AM


Day OneX

It is late December in the small New England town of Lake Cornwell. The sun is setting and all is peaceful. A gentle snow has been falling throughout the day, but grows heavier with the passing hours.

Lake Cornwell is a small community made of happy, friendly folk. And inside the recently renovated town hall, situated across the street from the town’s titular lake, the Cornwellians have gathered in celebration. But soon the mirth and merriment will cease, giving way to terror.

Mayor Barton: [cheerfully] That was Ms. Harrington’s 4th grade class with their stirring rendition of Black Sabbath’s Snowblind. Aren’t they wonderful? [applause] And that about concludes this year’s secular, non-denominational, culturally inoffensive, all-inclusive, winter holiday show!

[more applause]

Miss Chapman: [loudly] I thought this show was for Chr…

Mayor Barton: [hurriedly] Now before we end our evening and return to our warm, cozy homes, we have a few announcements. [motioning to the audience] Kris?

Leaving his seat, Kris moves up and stands beside Mayor Barton on the small elevated stage.

Kristopher Simpson has called Lake Cornwell home for most of his life, a fact he ponders with some regret. His time at college was to be the “great escape”, to leave this sleepy town behind and find his voice as a writer in the big city. It was a lofty dream, and an expensive one, he quickly discovered. Kris had to work full time just to survive, which left him no time to write. After many months of trying, he ultimately admitted defeat.

And so Kristopher returned to Lake Cornwell. A person can write anywhere, he bargained. But all these years later, inspiration has been elusive. Many of his fellow Cornwellians regard him as somewhat of a beatnik, someone a bit too smart for his own good. And secretly, Kristopher enjoys this.

Kristopher: [taking the mic] Thanks, Randy. [catching himself with a nervous chuckle] Uh, I mean, Mayor Barton. [addressing the gathering] Hey guys, you all know me. I’m Kristopher Simpson, town librarian. [muttering] Well, you don’t all know me. Maybe if people read more… I mean, books that didn’t revolve around young girls falling into unhealthy relationships with sparkly vampires… --- [Normally] But uh, just a reminder that the library will be closed for the remainder of the year, and will reopen on January 5th. So if anyone has any books due between now and then, not to worry. All fees will be waived… except for Tim Cameron, who, as many know, is not allowed to take books off library property. … Or even be inside without an escort. Thank you. [he returns to his seat]

Mayor Barton: [disapprovingly] I don’t think any of us will be able to look at another Nancy Drew book the same, will we Tim? [chipper again] Okay, now we have Shane Campbell, from the Oslo Café.

Shane: [climbs the stage] Evening, everyone. I have this up on the town bulletin, but letting you all know that my doors at the Oslo will be open on the night of the 25th. Every year we hold a holiday dinner for low income families, free of charge, but everyone is welcome to partake. So if you find yourself with nothing to do that night, or if you’re just plain hungry, drop on in. Thanks. [Shane returns to his seat]

Mayor Barton: [smiling broadly] Doesn’t that sound festive? I, of course, will be celebrating at the mayor’s mansion with my traditional oyster dinner, but I bet I won’t be having as much fun. [looking down at the notes in his hand] And let’s see… The high school is still holding it’s annual raffle. This year’s big prize is a top of the line snow blower, a generous donation from Bate’s Hardware. Let’s all pitch in and help rebuild the gymnasium, which was damaged after last year’s raffle prize blew up. Mr. Bates promises that this snow blower is guaranteed not to explode. [reading the next card] April Maxwell would like everyone to know that the Drop In, Shoppin’ has all the supplies you need for those long snowy, winter nights, including: bottled water, canned goods and plenty of personal lubricants. [reading the last] And finally, Mayor Barton is a boob. [his smile cracks for a second] I… don’t know how that got in there. [composing himself] Ehem. And now, as always, we conclude our secular, non-denominational, culturally inoffensive, all-inclusive, winter holiday show with the Lake Cornwell anthem, sung by Norma June Cornwell, the great, great, great, great granddaughter of our town founder, Nathaniel Cornwell. Normal June…

All is silent in the audience as they wait for Norma June to take the stage, but after a few moments the town’s people begin to look around.

Mayor Barton: [a little louder] Oh Norma June, we’re ready for you. [still no response. he nervously laughs] It’s seems Norma June has stepped out for a moment. Does anyone know where she went?

April: [from the audience] She might be in the lady’s room.

Miss Chapman: I’ll go check on her. I have to hit the can anyway. Those spoiled salmon canapés are trying to swim their way out of me.

Brian: [offended] That salmon was fresh, Tallulah.

Miss Chapman: Ha! That fish is about as fresh as I am!

Everyone turns to face Mayor Barton as Tallulah Chapman exits the room. He fidgets a bit, the smile never leaving his lips. The people of Lake Cornwell will admit that Randy Barton is a good looking, polished and sophisticated elected official, but not exactly the sharpest knife in the drawer. Luckily none of his mayoral duties are too complicated, and being related to one of the town’s founding families adds prestige to Lake Cornwell.

Mayor Barton: [stalling] So uh… anyone have any vacation plans? [no response] I plan to um… head up to Jeffersonville and do some skiing. Get away from the hustle and bustle of it all. Heh heh… … Maybe I’ll see some of you on the slopes.

Miss Chapman: [returning] She ain’t there.

Mayor Barton: Well, that’s strange…

Kristopher: So… if Norma June isn’t around, we can leave then, right?

Mayor Barton: The show can’t end until she’s sung the town anthem. It’s tradition.

[everyone groans.]

Sheriff Hamilton: The old gal couldn’t have gone far. I suggest we split up and look for her.

[everyone groans again]

Mayor Barton: A great idea! Leave no stone in the town hall unturned.

Miss Chapman: But if you’re going to check the ladies room, be sure to light a match.[/SIZE][/FONT]





Day One ResultsX



Location: Lake Cornwell Town Hall

Cafeteria
Today's Holiday Special: Frosted Vanilla Snowballs with Cherry Coulis
$7.95
Reaching into you pocket, you see you have more than enough for that. Too bad the cafeteria's closed.
(+200g )

Conference Room
Recently the people at the RBC network came to town, scouting for a location to film a special episode of the hit television show, Patches: Frontier Clown. Negotiations at the town hall went well, and a price was agreed upon. Mayor Barton was disappointed though that he didn't get to meet Patches.
(+400g )

Courtroom
Last week's holiday party sure was a doozy. The wine was a'flowin. After the third bottle, Judge Flores cut up her robe and turned into a toga. Sure it was spontaneous and wacky, but who's gonna order a new one?
(Nero's Black Robe)


Founder's Museum
The Founder's Museum celebrate the brave men and women who helped shape Lake Cornwell. Unfortunately, all you found was... death!
(VICTIM - See F.A.Q.)

Ladies Room
Good lord, what did Miss Chapman do to the ladies room?! You've smelled open sewers that were more pleasant. Holding your nose, you quickly run through the restroom. Good, Norma June isn't there. Time to get away from the noxious green cloud hanging above you!
(Nebula Halo)


Mayor's Office
Coming from a well-to-do family, Mayor Barton is accustomed to the finer things on life. And there sure is some finery up in here! Gilded clocks, gilded globes, even gilded walls. Why, you wouldn't be surprised if Randy had a gilded sandwich for lunch.
(Studious Traveler)


Records Room
Well you didn't find Norma June in the records room, but you did find something else. Something odd. A piece of parchment with a blurry symbol on it. What does it mean?


Town Coordinator's Office
Brian Own, the town coordinator, is a naturally fussy sort of fella. Lake Cornwell is a small town, but Brian always finds a molehill to make a mountain of. Not many people know this, but he keeps stuff animals in his office to help keep him calm. Childish, but it works.
(Leon the Lion Plushie)







Where is everybody?X


-- Cafeteria
Damia Flagg - ooo
Divacita - ooo
Maha-Aamir - ooo
woohoohelloppl - ooo

-- Conference Room
Eastriel - ooo
Razak - ooo
sadrain - ooo
Shadami - ooo
wish - ooo


-- Courtroom
HIM_ROCK - ooo


-- Founder's Museum
DivineHeart - ooo
dragoness129 - ooo
Dystopia - ooo
*Hime* - ooo
Kay - ooo
Kiari - ooo
Mageling - ooo
Midian - ooo
musasgal - ooo
Nema - ooo
Nephila - ooo
Rochiel Silverfire - ooo
salvete - ooo
Velvet - ooo
Xogizmoox - ooo
xoxoAngiexoxo - ooo


-- Ladies Restroom
hummy - ooo


-- Mayor's Office
Ava the Vampire - ooo
Kent - ooo
Mimmu - ooo


-- Records's Room
Chrysothemis - ooo
evilcupcakecat - ooo
ghostpastry - ooo
Hadsvich - ooo
monstahh' - ooo
numerica - ooo
star2000shadow - ooo
Suona - ooo
Woofie267 - ooo
Xo~GREMLIN~oX - ooo

-- Town Coordinator's Office
Angel Spirit Girl - ooo
Miscreant74 - ooo
Naisou - ooo
Professor Lily - ooo
Roxxxy - ooo


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#8
Old 12-22-2017, 12:14 AM


Day Two StoryX

Kiari: *whistles* Here, Norma June! C’mere girl!

Nema: My goodness, show some respect! She’s not a dog, she’s a person.

xoxoAngiexoxo: She does eat dog treats, though.

Nema: I said she was a person, I didn’t say she wasn’t a weirdo.

musasgal: That's not so weird. They're crunchy. ... *looking around * What?

*Hime*: [hopeful] Maybe Norma June decided to give us a break and went home.

Dystopia: Doubtful. Normal June loves singing the town anthem, almost as much as she loves bragging about being related to Nathaniel Cornwell.

Kay: I have an uncle who's related to George Washington. ... Or was that Denzel Washington?

salvete: I just wanna get on with this. I'm starving.

Velvet: Me too. Miss Chapman practically inhaled the food table.

Nephila: I hope we’re not here too late. I’d like to get home before the snow gets too bad. [looking around] But it is nice seeing what they’ve done to the town hall.

dragoness129: It is. I’m glad they decided to renovate the town. I hear after the library, they’re going to start on the post office.

Mageling: Good. Maybe they'll get rid of that alcove that rats like to hide in during the winter.

Xogizmoox: Awww, but they're cute. And it's fun to play in there.

Midian: Didn't you have to get a rabies shot three years ago?

Xogizmoox: Totally worth it.

Rochiel Silverfire: *pointing* Well whatever they do, I hope they decorate it better than this place. I really don’t understand modern art.

DivineHeart: [eyes growing] That’s… not modern art. Oh my god!

---

April: [reentering the community room] Well I don’t understand it. The woman’s over sixty, isn’t she a little old to be playing hide and seek?

Kristopher: Maybe she’s regressing. Norma June could have spontaneously entered a second phase of childhood, sometime after the fruit cups. I dare say if she slips further into regression, we’ll need to find someone to change her diapers.

April: Not it!

Mayor Barton: [interjecting] My grandfather was still in diapers during the great regression.

April:

Kristopher: I’m sure those were tough times, Randy.

Sheriff Hamilton: [she enters the room, looking agitated] That was a fruitless search. I’m guessing no one else has seen her?

April: Not even a hint of her.

Miss Chapman: I stayed here and finished off these canapés. I think I’ve built up a tolerance to them.

Shane: Maybe she went outside for some reason.

Kristopher: Let’s hope not. It’s freezing out there and her coat’s still here.

Sheriff Hamilton: Well there’s only one way to find out. Dennis, you’re with me.

Officer Tate: Yes, Sheriff.

But before the two local authorities can commence their search, a panicked shout brings everyone gathered to their feet. Seconds later, Brian Owen, the town coordinator, bursts into the community room, his eyes filled with terror.

Brian: Oh my god! It’s Norma June, she’s dead! She’s been murdered!

Everyone: What?!

Brian: [frantic] In… in the Founder’s Museum. And not just her… salvete, Nephila, mageling, Dystopia, Velvet, and a whole bunch of people who decided to check there!

Sheriff Hamilton: [rushing forward] Are you certain?

Brian: Yes, Sheriff! Go look for yourself. And that’s not the worst of it… [breathing heavily] Her eyes… Norma June’s eyes are gone!

[everyone gasps]

Brian: [looking almost sick] And there’s something else. It was written on the wall. It said… ‘People of Cornwell beware. Eyeless Silas has returned.’

A stunned silence settles over the room, a chill running through the blood of every Cornwellian in the town hall. Eyeless Silas: A name they all knew, but never expected to hear.

Sheriff Hamilton: [finally speaking up] I’m going to go check. Dennis, no one is to leave this room. Understood?

Officer Tate: Right, Sheriff. Not a soul.

Kristopher: Eyeless Silas?! Is this some kind of sick joke?

April: Poor, Norma June… Why would anyone do something like that to her?

Miss Chapman: Her singing wasn’t that bad.

Mayor Barton: [attempting to sound composed, but voice shaking] Let’s all sit and try to keep calm, folks. I’m sure Sheriff Hamilton has everything under control. … Why don’t we discuss something else? [pauses as he thinks] Mrs. Rand made an absolutely delicious peppermint cheesecake. Perhaps she’d like to tell us how it was made.

Kristopher: Are you kidding, Randy? Norma June is dead. Someone poked out her peepers, and you want us to swap recipes?!

Mayor Barton: [his demeanor cracking] Well I for one would be very interested in knowing the recipe, Kristopher!

Mrs. Rand: It came from a box.

Kristopher: Well it’s not helping. Face it, Randy, we all know that you’re not that great in a crisis.

Mayor Barton: I am the elected official here!

Kristopher: Please, we only voted for you cause you look good on the website.


Kristopher: You handsome, handsome idiot.

Mayor Barton: [smiling] Yes, I am handsome.

Shane: Okay okay, we’re not solving anything by arguing. Mayor Barton is right, it would be best for us to keep calm. But maybe we can stick to different topics.

Sheriff Hamilton returns. Her face is stony, but there is urgency in her movements.

Sheriff Hamilton: [addressing the room] Alright, we’re going for a walk! I’m going to be escorting everyone to the police station. Officer Tate will remain here and make sure no one renters the building.


Miss Chapman: You want all of us to go out walking in the snow?! There’s something wrong with your brain, girl.

Sheriff Hamilton: [stoic] It’s a short walk, Miss Chapman. And we’re dealing with a homicide here, this is a crime scene. Plus… the killer may still be in the building.

Kristopher: Well, when you put it that way.

Leaving the warmth of the town hall, the people of Lake Cornwell make the somber walk toward the recently renovated police station. The snow and wind whips around them, but fortunately the building is only a block away.

Entering, the station is eerily quiet, playing on their fear. But the warmth and safety it offers is welcoming.

Sheriff Hamilton: I want everyone to stay here in the lobby. The phones are down right now, but we’re going to get hold of the state police as soon as we can. I’m heading back to the town hall, but when Officer Tate and I return we’re going to be taking some statements. [commanding] So no one is to leave. [she removes a walkie talkie from her belt] Dennis, come in. [no answer] Dennis, can you read me? [still the same] It’s probably the weather. I’ll return soon. You all remember what I said.

[Everyone agrees and Sheriff Hamilton exits]

April: Well this has been the worst secular, non-denominational, culturally inoffensive, all-inclusive, winter holiday that I can remember.

Brian: [still shaken] They’re not going to find a killer. They’re not gonna find anyone. How can you catch a ghost?

Kristopher: [rolling his eyes] Please. How old are you, Brian? There’s no such thing as ghosts and there’s no such thing as Eyeless Silas. The only phantoms here are the ghosts of our shattered hopes. Am I right? Anyone? … No, just me?

Brian: And why should we listen to the town pervert?

Kristopher: I am not the town pervert, Brian! I’ve explained plenty of times how I lost my pants that day!

Random NPC: Sorry, but could someone tell me who EYELESS SILAS is?

April: Oh, Random NPC. That’s right, you’re new in town.

Kristopher: [sighing] Normally I wouldn’t indulge this kind of nonsense, but it seems we’re in need of some exposition. [clearing his throat] Ehem… So almost 200 years ago, Lake Cornwell was founded by Nathaniel Cornwell, and settled by him and a handful of families, whose descendents you can still find in town today. As legend goes, not too long after they established this as their home, a series of strange murders occurred. It caused panic throughout the small community, but eventually the culprit was caught; a deranged drifter known only by his first name, Silas. He was tried, convicted, and, on a snowy December day, put to death on the gallows. His hands were supposed to be tied, but they somehow came undone, and in a wild frenzy, he clawed at his face and poked out his eyes. … That should have been the end of it. But, cue spooky music, they say on darkened December nights, if anyone should be foolish enough to forge the snowy terrain, the ghost of Eyeless Silas returns to exact his revenge on the innocent people of Lake Cornwell, plucking their eyeballs from their sockets, and other kinds of bullshit.

Random NPC: Geez, now I’m almost sorry that I moved to LAKE CORNWELL.

April: Where are you originally from?

Random NPC: Geez, now I’m almost sorry that I moved to LAKE CORNWELL.

Shane: I think she ran out of things to say.

Brian: [to Kristopher] You didn’t see what I saw! It had to be Eyeless Silas!

Kristopher: And what proof is there?

The doors of the police station fly open! Officer Tate stumbles inside, bloodied and wild eyed.

Officer Tate: Everyone, run! … Hide!... Eyeless… Silas is coming! [he falls over dead]

Miss Chapman: Well, I don’t need further convincing.
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Day Two ResultsX



Location: Lake Cornwell Police Department

Call Center
Nothing seems out of the ordinary in the call center, so you hope that Eyeless Silas passes it by. Crouching underneath one of the desks, you find a pad of paper with smudged symbols on it. You don't give it much thought, but they're somehow important.


Holding Cells
If you don't count tonight, Lake Cornwell is a town with a pretty low crime rate, which means the jail cells are usually empty. That is if you don't count Tim Cameron, who can't seem to keep himself out of trouble. After the incident at the library, he stayed low for a while, but then thought it would be fun to streak through the bingo hall. By the time the cops arrived, Miss Chapman had beaten him into submission with her purse.
(Doin' Time)


Interrogation Room
The interrogation room is the place where truths are revealed. And here's a hard truth... you dead.
(VICTIM - See F.A.Q.)

Janitor's Closet
The Lake Cornwell PD isn't a large operation, so the janitor has to pull triple duty. He's the janitor, maintenance man groundskeeper. And come rain or snow, the grounds have to be kept tidy. So a snow shovel or two really comes in handy.
(Silver & Yellow Snow Shovel)



Meeting Room
The meeting room is where Lake Cornwell's finest gather to discuss their cases, talk strategy, and, apparently, plan parties. There's a collection jar with a 'Happy Holidays' sticker on it. Now you wouldn't even think of stealing from the cops... but it doesn't hurt to count it.
(+300g )

Sheriff's Office
Sheriff Hamilton is know for being strict, but fair. She takes the position seriously. And looking around her office, you'd think you were in a wild west museum. Rifles on the walls, cowboy hats, old wanted posters. You'd swear she was the reincarnation of Wyatt Earp.
(Wild West)


Showers
Police officers have the reputation of being rough and tough. But the toiletries you find in the station showers don't exactly say rough or tough. But, I guess even cops want to have clear skin when they're catching criminals.
(Gussy Up Travel Case)


Training Room
The Lake Cornwell PD recently spent a good amount of money on some tackling dummies for their training room. So imagine the surprise when what actually showed up were dozen inflatable clowns. Sheriff Hamilton was going to ask for the money back, but the Lake Cornwell officers seemed to enjoy hitting clowns.
(+500g )





Where is everybody?X


-- Call Center
Damia Flagg - ooo
Eastriel - ooo
Kiari - ooo
Mageling - ooo
musasgal - ooo
Naisou - ooo
Nema - ooo

-- Holding Cells
HIM_ROCK - ooo
sadrain - ooo

-- Interrogation Room
Dystopia - ooo
Shadami - ooo

-- Janitor's Closet
Kay - ooo
Nephila - ooo


-- Meeting Room
DivineHeart - ooo
Hadsvich - ooo
*Hime* - ooo
xoxoAngiexoxo - ooo


-- Sheriff's Office
Angel Spirit Girl - ooo
star2000shadow - ooo
Velvet - ooo

-- Showers
Ava the Vampire - ooo
ghostpastry - ooo
hummy - ooo
Mikio - ooo
Mimmu - ooo

-- Training Room
evilcupcakecat - ooo
Rochiel Silverfire - ooo



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Old 12-22-2017, 12:15 AM


Day Three StoryX

Shadami: I thought small town living was supposed to be peaceful and quiet. This is the opposite of peaceful and quiet!

Brian: If you don’t keep your voice down, you’re going to be resting in peace.

Shadami: My grandma used to tell me stories about Eyeless Silas. I just thought it was something the old folks told to scare us kids. I can’t believe some psychopath is using the legend to his advantage.


Brian: And I’m telling you it’s real.

Shadami: And how do you know?

Brian: I just… I can feel it. No human could have done the things I saw.

Shadami: Well I still think it's baloney.

Brian: I... wouldn't be so sure...
Shadami: [scoffing] Why?

Brian: Cause Eyeless Silas is standing right there!

---

After Officer Tate fell dead on the station floor, it was pure chaos. Bodies crashed into one another, as the townspeople funneled out of the lobby. Kristopher had grabbed April’s hand, and together with a few others, they made their way to the holding cells. Lights switched off, they sat on the bunks in silence for what seemed like an eternity, but was really close to a half-hour.

Of all the people in Lake Cornwell, Kristopher considered April Maxwell to be his oldest and dearest friend. There were plenty of people you would call down-to-earth, but Kris thought most of them were limited by their small town mentalities. But April was so much more. She contained a fire that he always seemed to find himself attracted to, in some manner. And once upon a time, he thought they would be together forever. But that fire was made for hearth and home, and what he wanted lay beyond the doorstep of Lake Cornwell. – April has made a comfortable life for herself since then. A nice house, a good man, in charge of the family business. One would wonder now if Kris still held a torch for her, but in truth it was her contentment he was most envious of.

Huddled up against Kris’ larger frame, April finally spoke.

April: It’s been a long time since we sat on a bed together.

Kristopher: Centuries.

April: It feels kinda nice.

Kristopher: And now we don’t have to worry about your father walking in on us. … Just a murderer.

April: [flinches, but ignores the comment] You ever think about us, what we used to have?

Kristopher: There are instances, when I’m feeling nostalgic for simpler times.

April: [chuckles] I was so mad when you decided to leave.

Kristopher: [nodding] I know.

April: I thought I would never forgive you. Our problems seem so astronomical when we’re that young. But, things change and we all move on.

Kristopher: No, some of us end up right back where we started.

April: [touching his shoulder] It’ll happen some day.

Kristopher: [changing the subject] How are things with you and Ben?

April: Good. He picked a fine time to go out of town, though. I wish he was here with me. … No offense.

Kristopher: None taken.

April: I’m just so scared.

Kristopher: I think terrified is a more fitting adjective.

April: [pauses, then speaks] Have you been seeing anyone lately?

Kristopher: My therapist.

April: [hitting him on the arm] You know what I mean.

Kristopher: No… I’m just, y’know, too caught up with other things. There is someone… that I’ve thought of. But it wouldn’t work.

April: You need to learn to let more people into your world, Kris.

Kristopher: [sighs] My world is too dark for most people, April. … Christ, did I just say that out loud?

April: [laugh] Yeah, you did. I’m getting flashbacks of your angsty teenage poetry.

Just then, the door to the holding cells open. Everyone freezes, afraid of whom it might be. But a familiar voice puts them at ease.

Sheriff Hamilton: [urgently] Is anyone in here?! Hello!

April: Oh my god, Sheriff Hamilton! We’re here!

Sheriff Hamilton: What’s going on?! What happened to Dennis?!

Kristopher: Let’s head back to the lobby first. It’s too confining in here.

Sheriff Hamilton called out, and people began to emerge. With Shane’s help, they moved Officer Tate’s body to the call center. Brooke Hamilton is a woman good at taking hold of a situation, but right now she realizes that the situation is out of hand. She needs to keep these people safe, but also catch whoever is hunting them down. Dennis was the only officer on duty, the others having taken their vacations. Something had to be done, but what?

Sheriff Hamilton: [rubbing her forehead] Tell me what happened. I went back to the town hall, but Dennis was already gone.

Shane: He stumbled into the police station. He said Eyeless Silas was coming, and then collapsed.

Sheriff Hamilton: [dumbfounded] He said that? Eyeless Silas…

Everyone turns as Mayor Barton bursts into the room, looking pale as a sheet.

April: Holy crap! Randy, what’s wrong?!

Mayor Barton: In the interrogation room, the killer got Shadami... Brian too… His eyes are gone!

Sheriff Hamilton: Did you see who did it?!

Mayor Barton: [almost in a trance] No… I… I found them… like that. [coming back to himself] But there was another message. It said ‘LIARS!’ See?


Kristopher: [flatly] You took a selfie?

Mayor Barton: Obviously, who else was gonna hold my phone?

Miss Chapman: [throwing up her hands] That’s it! That’s more than enough murder and mayhem for me! I’m blowing this pop stand!

Sheriff Hamilton: Mrs. Chapman, I can’t let you leave. It’s too dangerous. It’s safest here with me and the others.

Miss Chapman: [scoffing] Safe? With you? Ha! Did you keep Norma June safe? Did you keep that Owen boy safe? I think I’ll take my chances elsewhere.

Kristopher: Tallulah, Sheriff Hamilton is right. The killer could be anywhere. It’s best if we all stick together.

Miss Chapman: And why should I listen to the town communist?

Kristopher: I am not the town communist! I’ve already explained I thought I was signing up for water skiing lessons.

Miss Chapman: Whatever helps you sleep at night, comrade. Now if you’ll excuse me, I’ll wish you all a Merry Chr…

Mayor Barton: [interrupting] Secular, non-denominational, culturally inoffensive, all-inclusive, winter holiday.

Miss Chapman: With all due respect, Mayor Barton, blow it out your ass. [and she bolts out the door]

Shane: Surprisingly fast for an eighty-three year old.

Sheriff Hamilton: Goddamnit, this is all we need! Where is she headed?

April: [looking out the door] Toward the town square. But I can’t see her anymore.

Sheriff Hamilton: We need to find her, and fast!





Day Three ResultsX



Location: Lake Cornwell Town Square



Church
I'd tell ya to say your prayers, but I don't think it'll do you any good. :(
(VICTIM - SEE F.A.Q.)

Cook's Electronics
Not having any major department stores, Cook's has the electronics market cornered in Lake Cornwell. The selection is not the largest, but the prices are fair. From TVs to PCs. Headphones to smart phones. And if you're like Miss Chapman, the prices are a steal.
(SuperStar Headphones)


Drop In, Shoppin'
April Maxwell would like everyone to know that the Drop In, Shoppin' is having it's annual winter sale. That means big savings on all your household essentials. From toilet paper to canned soup. No need to empty your wallet, like you would with those big name retail chains. At the Drop In, Shoppin', you're gonna save!
(+400g )

Lake Cornwell Daily News
Aside from the murderous rampage that's occurring tonight, life in Lake Cornwell is pretty slow. There's really not enough news to fill its pages, except for that time Miss Chapman mooned the governor. That was a twenty page spread. -- No, what keeps people coming back are the Daily News' original comics, though the Wacky Adventures of Eyeless Silas will probably have to be discontinued.
(Life in Comics)


Norton's Tailor
Norton's tailor is a small tailoring and fitting shop that's been a part of Lake Cornwell for decades. Nowadays, it's run by a father and daughter team. One of Norton's notable features is the a gown that sits in the shop window. Years ago, a beautiful woman brought in the dress to be taken in. She paid in advance and said she would come back the next week, but never returned. Since then the gown has been prominently displayed, waiting for its owner.
(Gown of the Golden Moon)


Post Office
The post office is a lovely building, but has certainly seen better days. Checking through one of the many alcoves, you find something etched onto the stone. It's three strange symbols, too shadowed to clearly see. Curious.


Ralph and Jemima’s Candy Shoppe
Ralph and Jemima are an eccentric brother and sister duo who have been selling candy in Lake Cornwell since the 90s. Their signature candy is the Snippity Snap, a thin praline with peppermint and almond. The shop is decorated like a giant piece of candy, which can be disorienting to some.
(Candywrap Wallpaper)


Satterwhite's Daycare
For almost thirty years, Satterwhite's Daycare has tended to Lake Cornwell's youngest citizens. Miss Satterwhite, a kindhearted woman with a fondness for children, lives in a small cottage behind the daycare. Not many people know this, but once a week Miss Satterwhite likes to visit the race tracks in Torley. Sometimes she wins, sometimes she loses, but she always has a good time.
(+600g )




Where is everybody?X


-- Church
Divacita - ooo
HIM_ROCK - ooo
salvete - ooo
star2000shadow - ooo
Xogizmoox - ooo

-- Cook's Electronics
Dystopia - ooo
Kent - ooo
Mageling - ooo
Velvet - ooo
Xo~GREMLIN~oX - ooo

-- Drop In, Shoppin'
DivineHeart - ooo
Professor Lily - ooo

-- Lake Cornwell Daily News
ghostPastry - ooo
Mikio - ooo
Rochiel Silverfire - ooo
Shadami - ooo

-- Norton's Tailor
dragoness129 - ooo
Naisou - ooo
Nema - ooo
woohoohelloppl - ooo

-- Post Office
Damia Flagg - ooo
Eastriel - ooo
Hadsvich - ooo
hummy - ooo
Kay - ooo
Kiari - ooo
Maha-Aamir - ooo
musasgal - ooo
wish - ooo
xoxoAngiexoxo - ooo

-- Ralph and Jemima’s Candy Shoppe
Angel Spirit Girl - ooo
*Hime* - ooo
Miscreant74 - ooo

-- Satterwhite's Daycare
evilcupcakecat - ooo
Mimmu - ooo


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Old 12-22-2017, 12:29 AM


Day Four StoryX

Divacita: There are three places I never want to be past midnight: an empty school, an empty hospital, and an empty church. This place gives me the willies.

star200shadow: Heck, it gives me the willies during the day.

HIM_ROCK: I vote we let Miss Chapman fend for herself, and find someplace safe to hide.

Sheriff Hamilton: No one is getting left behind, no matter how much of a pain in the ass they are.

HIM_ROCK: Honestly, I think Miss Chapman is too stubborn to die. She’d find a way to outsmart the killer.

star2000shadow: She is sneaky. You know, I invited that old biddy to my holiday party last year. She showed up early, dropped all the hors d’oeuvres into her purse while I was in the kitchen, and then left.

Divacita: I don’t know why you put up with her, Sheriff.

Sheriff Hamilton: She’s a handful, true… But she’s also a fighter, and I respect that.

Sinister Voice: [with an evil chuckle] And how good are you at fighting, Sheriff?

---

It was a small blessing that the snow fall had lightened, though the winter night was still unbearably cold and a nightmare to maneuver through. Tallulah Chapman had the reputation of being a difficult old lady, but this stunt was a bit much, even for her. She could be a headache, but everyone seemed to give her a free pass, on account of her age and the fact she was descended from one of Lake Cornwell’s first families. Right now none of that meant a lick to Kristopher, who wished he could lock the old broad in a cage.

Given the circumstances, splitting up wasn’t the smartest idea, but searching for Miss Chapman made it a necessity, so they all splintered off to scour the town square. Kristopher ended up with Shane. For forty minutes they searched shops and alleyways, but could not find one ornery, white hair from her head. Weary, they crossed the road and climbed up the gazebo in the middle of the square.

Shane: Let’s sit for a bit, just to get our bearings, and then we can keep looking.

Kristopher: Yeah… that sounds like a good idea.

Shane: [looking around] It’s a beautiful night. I almost forgot that we’re fighting for our lives.

Kristopher: [staring up at the sky] It’s surreal, isn’t it?

Shane Campbell is another someone Kristopher has known all his life, but not near as well as April. All through their school years, Kris and April had their close circle of friends. And while everyone knew Shane, the boy never seemed to be anything but an acquaintance. He avoided cliques and circles, and kept mostly to himself, garnering him a sense of mystery. In truth, most of it had to do with his family name.

The Campbells had been one of the six original families to settle in Lake Cornwell, and with the name came a certain amount of respect and prestige. But somewhere along the way, that luster wore off. Shane’s great-grandfather had been a greedy man, and swindled a lot of money out of a lot of people before he was sent to prison. Shane’s grandfather and his own father had their troubles with the law too. And so like a set of dominoes, many people in town expected him follow the same path. This turned Shane into a quiet, isolated young man.

But while Kristopher had gone off to college, Shane went into the army. He served his duty, returned to Lake Cornwell, and used the money to open the Oslo Café. Many were skeptical, some still are, but Shane ultimately proved he was a good citizen, a kind and capable man, who still tends to keep to himself. – Kristopher found a certain fascination in Shane. Here was someone who had been told all his life that he was lesser, that he was destined to be a criminal. And despite all those voices in his ear, he rose up above them. Kristopher admired that.

Shane: How are things at the library?

Kristopher: Good. Even better now that the renovations have started. The construction is a pain, though. And I do secretly wish we could move away from the federal architecture. I wouldn’t mind something more colonial, or even neoclassical. But I understand we can’t do that, historical preservation and all that. I did try talking to Randy, but that man doesn’t know neoclassical from a hole in the ground. [looking over and seeing the smirk on Shane’s face] I’m babbling, aren’t I?

Shane: [laughs] It lightens the mood. … Y’know, I haven’t seen you around the Oslo in a while.

Kristopher: Uh yeah, I’ve been busy… library stuff and all that. Plus I don’t really eat out all that much anymore. I’m trying this whole organic thing, so I’m very specific with my food. It’s a miracle though if I can find anything organic at the Drop In, Shoppin’. April says I’m just too picky for my own good.

Shane: [smiling] Well, the Oslo’s just a greasy spoon, but I’m sure I can find you something.

Kristopher: [eyes widening] Oh! I… I didn’t… I didn’t mean it like that!

Shane: [amused] I know you didn’t, Kris. I’m just teasing. --- But seriously, come by sometime. It’ll be good to have you around.

Kristopher: [nodding his head] Okay yeah, I’ll do that.

A sudden shout captures their attention, and looking over, April is leading Tallulah toward the gazebo.

April: Hey, look who I found?

Shane: Heh, the star of the hour. You’re a slippery one, Miss Chapman.

Kristopher: Where were you?

April: She broke into Cook’s Electronics.

Miss Chapman: [pouting] I was trying to find someplace warm.

April: [flatly] She was stealing a TV.

Mayor Barton: [approaching the gazebo] Oh good, Miss Chapman’s been found. That was very naughty of you to wander off, Tallulah.

Miss Chapman: Don’t talk to me like I'm a child, Barton. I’ve got bowel blockages older than you.

April: [shivering] So what do we do now?

Shane: We should find Sheriff Hamilton and the others, and then get to someplace safe.

Mayor Barton: [with complacency] I think the wisest thing to do is get everyone out of town, follow the main road out to Torley.

Kristopher: Really? That’s your plan, Randy? Evacuate the town? Did your brain go off to Jeffersonville without you? You can’t expect all of us to march single file through the snow. If the killer doesn’t get us, we’ll die of hypothermia.

Mayor Barton: [frowning] Well I haven’t heard any of your big ideas, Kristopher!

Kristopher: We find Sheriff Hamilton, return to the police station, and barricade ourselves inside.

Mayor Barton: [stubbornly] And why should we listen to the town drunk?!

Kristopher: I am not the town drunk, Randy! I’ve already explained that I didn’t know what I was drinking! I mean, who brings hard lemonade to a church picnic?!

Just then the argument is interrupted by two sudden gun shots!

Miss Chapman: What in blue blazes?!

April: That came from the church!

Racing off with little second thought, Kristopher sprinted toward the church, the others following closely behind. As the building came into view, he could see the lights lit and the doors wide open. Swiftly up the steps and into the nave, they all stopped, struck by a horrendous sight. The remains of their fellow townsfolk, star2000shadow, Divacita, and HIM_ROCK propped up in the pews like ghoulish penitents. On the wall, written in tall black letters is the message, “TELL THE TRUTH!” And below, sitting before the altar, is the eyeless corpse of Sheriff Hamilton.

April: Oh my god! [crying out, she shields her gaze]

Kristopher: [stunned, he stumbles forward] Who…? Why?

Sinister Voice: [with malevolence] Two very good questions!

Terror floods their veins like ice water. There, rising up from behind the altar, is a ragged and horrible figure appears.

Sinister Voice: Why? You’ll all know soon enough. As for who…

Mayor Barton: [shouting as he points] It’s Eyeless Silas!


Eyeless Silas: [with thunderous laughter] Correct!

Shane: Eveyone, run!

Out the church and toward the east, Kristopher and the others run for their lives. His brain buzzes with adrenaline and pure panic, but part of him still says that it can’t be true. Eyeless Silas can’t be real.

Kristopher: Where do we go now?! There’s nothing over here!

April: [pointing] Yes there is! Look!

Mayor Barton: Of course, the secular, non-denominational, culturally inoffensive, all-inclusive, winter holiday village!

Miss Chapman: You mean the Chris…

Mayor Barton: Would you give me a f&@%ing break for once?!

Shane: No time for second guessing! Get inside and hide!





Day Four ResultsX



Location: The Secular, Non-denominational, Culturally inoffensive, All-inclusive, Winter Holiday Village



Arts and Crafts Zone
The a&c zone is where children create original pieces of art to give to their parents. Cause that's what mom and dad really want, something that takes up more room on the fridge. Nice work, Picasso.
(Brush Up Your Art Skills)


Holiday Eatery
The holiday eatery has a cornucopia of foods to feast on. But people come from far and wide to taste Lake Cornwell's local delicacy: bacon-wrapped, battered, deep-fried elderberry pie, served with cheese and chocolate sauce. Only $5.00 a slice. But do your heart a favor and only have one.
(+500g )

Holiday Harry's Hangout
Children from all over Lake Cornwell come out to see Holiday Harry, decked out in his blue suit. Some are delighted, some are left in awe, and some just wonder who the hell Holiday Harry is. But they're all eager to sit on his lap and give him the url to their Amazon Wishlists.
(Winter Festive Hat, Shirt & Pants)


Holiday Maze
Twisting and turning through the holiday maze, you come to a small enclosure. On the hedge wall hangs four unusual symbols. The weather obscures them, but they seem important somehow.


Holiday Tree Lot
It's usually only trees that get chopped down this time of year. I guess you should feel special?
(VICTIM - SEE F.A.Q.)

Petting Zoo
While planning the secular, non-denomi... the holiday village, Mayor Barton specifically asked for miniature reindeer. They weren't exactly in the budget, but he was adamant. Little did anyone know that miniature reindeer are quite vicious, and are prone to biting. But since they're so small, it doesn't hurt too much.
(Winter Playmates)


Playground
The holiday village playground features various structures for children to run through, climb over and lose their lunch on, the most spectacular being a real miniature ice castle, complete with pillars and stairs. Sure, some kids slip and bruise their butts, but it's good for them. It builds character.
(Ice Palace)


Village Office
Samuel Gotts is manager of the Holiday Village. He's an old friend of the Maxwells and April's godfather. Many years ago Gotts was a police inspector, but retired after having gone up against a scissor-wielding maniac. He now happily collects money at the ticket booth. $12.95 Adult Admission - $6.95 Child Admission - $9.95 Seniors and Student ... You can afford that.
(+700g )





Where is everybody?X


-- Arts and Crafts Zone
Angel Spirit Girl - ooo
Divacita - ooo
dragoness129 - ooo
evilcupcakecat - ooo
Kay - ooo
Professor Lily - ooo
musasgal - ooo
SesshysMiko - ooo

-- Holiday Eatery
ghostPastry - ooo
Miscreant74 - ooo
Velvet - ooo

-- Holiday Harry's Hangout
Damia Flagg - ooo
salvete - ooo
Shadami - ooo

-- Holiday Maze
DivineHeart - ooo
Maha-Aamir - ooo
woohoohelloppl - ooo
Xo~GREMLIN~oX - ooo
xoxoAngiexoxo - ooo

-- Holiday Tree Lot
Nema - ooo
star2000shadow - ooo

-- Petting Zoo
Ava the Vampire - ooo
Dystopia - ooo
*Hime* - ooo
HIM_ROCK - ooo
hummy - ooo
Kiari - ooo
Mikio - ooo
Mimmu - ooo
Rochiel Silverfire - ooo
sadrain - ooo
Suona - ooo
Xogizmoox - ooo

-- Playground
Hadsvich - ooo
Naisou - ooo

-- Village Office
Kent - ooo


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Old 12-22-2017, 12:30 AM


Day Five StoryX

Townie A: [upset] I should have just stayed home, like I wanted to, wrapped up in a nice warm blanket, before a nice warm fire, with a nice warm mug of cocoa.

Townie B: So why didn’t you?

Townie A: Because of civic pride and town loyalty and all that crap.

Townie B: I just wanted to see if Mayor Barton would fall off the stage again.

Townie A: And that too.

Townie B: I guess that’s why he had the stage lowered during the renovation.

Miss Chapman: Too bad there’s nothing they can do to keep him from tripping over his words. That boy is dumber than a bag of dead woodchucks.

Townie B: I hope we find the others soon.

Townie A: [shivering] Me too. We have to get inside. It’s freezing!

Eyeless Silas: Don’t worry, I can make it so you’re never cold again.

Townie A: Oh my god! Everyone run!

Townie B: Someone help Miss Chapman! *turns* Wait… Miss Chapman?

Townie A: [incredulously] She’s already gone!

Miss Chapman: [in the distance] Feet don’t fail me now!

Eyeless Silas: Time to say goodnight!

Townie A: No! Please! Nooooooooooo ![croak] x_x

Eyeless Silas: [perusing the old woman] Where are you running to, Chapman?! I have a special treat for you!

Miss Chapman: Yeah, well you can kiss my wrinkled ass! How’s that for a treat?!

Eyeless Silas: [chuckling] There’s nowhere for you to hide! I will catch you!

Miss Chapman: In your dreams, you no-eyed numbnut! You couldn’t catch a fart in a pair of underpants! Just you see, no one gets the best of Tallulah Chap… AAAAAUUUGGGHHH!

---

The secular, non-denominational, culturally inoffensive, all-inclusive, winter holiday village was a new attraction in Lake Cornwell. Here one could buy a holiday tree, explore the holiday maze, bring your kids to see Holiday Harry… Y’know, the usual fare. Before then the land was long occupied by a drinking well made of actual corn. People would come from all over to stop and say, “Heh, a corn well. I get it.” Eventually the attraction became less amusing. Repeated jokes can be tiresome. Thankfully the secular, non-denominational, culturally inoffensive, all-inclusive, winter holiday village came along.

Mayor Barton: What am I doing, out here in the cold, in the middle of night? Tell me, what am I doing?

Kristopher: [offhandedly] Being annoying?

Mayor Barton: [ignoring the comment] I’m the mayor. Shouldn’t that afford me some degree of dignity? I’m sure the mayors of other cities don’t have to put up with this. The mayor of London doesn’t. The mayor of Tokyo, the mayor of Mexico.

Kristopher: Mexico’s a country.

Mayor Barton: [rolling his eyes] Fine, the mayor of New Mexico. The point is, why is this happening to me?

Kristopher: [stops to stare at the other man in disbelief] Maybe you should check your bank account, Randy, cause I’m not sure you can afford that dignity.

It wasn’t that Kristopher didn’t like Mayor Barton, but given the situation he would have preferred to have been paired off with anyone else.

Growing up, Randy Barton was Lake Cornwell’s golden child. He was popular, rich, good looking. Kristopher, ten years his junior, always looked up to the older boy with a sense of awe, as did many of the younger Cornwellians. He was a high school hero who was seemingly perfect in every way.

But as Kristopher matured, he realized that Randy’s charm was all surface. Here was a man who, though not unkind nor ill intentioned, had very little substance. And it was what it was, he thought. It didn’t affect him. But when Kristopher returned to Lake Cornwell, carrying the pieces of a broken dream, that’s when it started to bug him.

He had worked his hardest, shed sweat and tears, and all for naught. And here was Randy Barton, a man of underserved privilege, simply handed the keys to the kingdom. It made Kristopher bitter for a good many years. But therapy does wonders, and eventually he came to understand that Randy was an extremely limited person, who didn’t know how to exist any way except within his limitations. It didn’t completely erase the bitterness Kristopher felt, but it softened his feelings toward him.

But now, in this hour of crisis, something had to be done. The everyday workings of Lake Cornwell were one thing, but now people’s lives were in danger. It was time for Mayor Barton to step outside his limitations.

Kristopher: [sighing] Randy, I know we don’t always see eye to eye. I can be critical and you can be…

Mayor Barton: Stubborn?

Kristopher: I was gonna say a moron, but… No no, I’m sorry. I didn’t mean that. [taking a breath] Look Randy… Mayor Barton… we need you right now. Sheriff Hamilton… is gone. Dennis is gone. And we’re all running around here like chickens with our heads cut off. I know that sometimes I question why you were elected. But despite any reason you were voted mayor, the point is that you are the mayor. And right now, more than ever, we need your leadership. If we’re going to survive this night, if we’re going to catch this killer, we need someone to keep us together.

Mayor Barton: [somewhat stunned] I… I don’t… I mean… … I’m scared. I don’t know if I can.

Kristopher: I know you’re scared, so am I. But sometimes we have to rise above our fear.

Mayor Barton: Do you think I can?

Kristopher: [pausing] Honestly, I don’t know. But now is the time to show this town you can be a leader. You’ve always wanted respect, Randy. You’ve always wanted Lake Cornwell to look up to you. Show us that you deserve it.

Sheepishly, Mayor Barton opens his mouth to speak, but is interrupted. From the darkness, April, Shane and the others appear. Embarrassed, Randy pivots and quickly wipes his eye, before turning back with his usual demeanor.

April: Oh good, here you both are. We were so worried.

Mayor Barton: Never fear, we’re hearty and healthy.

Kristopher: Is everyone here?

Shane: No, some of the others are missing, Miss Chapman too.

Kristopher: Crap, we need to find them. We should…

Mayor Barton: [interjecting] We should… stick together. It won’t do us any good to split up. There’s safety in numbers. We’ll find Miss Chapman and the others, and like Kris suggested, we’ll return to the police station and barricade ourselves inside. The station should have weapons, so we can defend ourselves until we can contact the state police. … Does that sound like a good idea?

Kristopher: [smiling] Works for me, boss.

Mayor Barton: [to April and Shane] Where have you checked?

Shane: Pretty much everywhere except the tree lot near the ravine.

Mayor Barton: Then that’s where we’re headed. Let’s pray our friends are safe.

Perhaps it was shock and horror still fresh in their brains, but this night seemed darker than any previous. They all moved as quickly as they could, but also as silently. The killer, this ‘ghost’ of Eyeless Silas, could be anywhere, and too many good people had been already lost.

Moving north and past the village office, they spotted a solitary snowmobile. It was decided that once they were all safe inside the police station, one of them would return to the vehicle and drive it out of town in search of help. – Shortly after they reached the tree lot, and it was April who first spotted the bodies and cried out.

April: No! … Why is he doing this to us?!

Kristopher: [hugging her] I don’t know.

Mayor Barton: [shining the light of his phone between the trees] Wait, I don’t see Miss Chapman.

Shane: [solemnly] Over here.

Anxiously, they all moved to the edge of the ravine. There was a break in the fence, and peering over, there, some ten feet below, was the unmoving form of Miss Chapman.

Kristopher: [lamenting] Tallulah… We can’t leave her down there?

April: [wiping her eyes] But there’s no way to get down.

Mayor Barton: [sadly] There’s nothing we can do for her now, we have to…

Shane: [calling out] Hey! C’mere!

Shane stood some six feet away, standing before a sign attached to the fencing. The gloom hid the sign’s surface, but as Randy raised his light, the message became clear. It read, ‘YOU KNOW THE TRUTH, BARTON! STOP LYING!’

Randy stepped backward, eyes wide and mouth gaping. Kristopher and the others rounded on him, shock on their faces.

Kristopher: Randy?… What.. what does that mean?

Mayor Barton: [furiously shaking his head] I… I don’t know! I don’t know anything!

Shane: Mayor Barton, do you know why this guy is doing this? Do you know why he’s after us?

Mayor Barton: No, I swear! I… [a look of realization covers his face] Oh god…

Shane: [aggressively] Randy, if you know something, you have to tell us!

Mayor Barton: No! I can’t… I mean, I don’t….

April: You do know something!

Caught like a deer in the headlights, Mayor Barton suddenly bolted. It took a second for the others to register what was happening before they all gave chase. Through the trees and back toward the village office, they could see Randy mounting the lone snowmobile. Kristopher raced forward, with all his strength, but didn’t catch him in time. Mayor Barton drove off.

Kristopher: [shouting, angry] Randy, you coward! I believed in you!

Mayor Barton: [calling back] I’m sorry, Kris! But you need to get out of Lake Cornwell, anyway you can! All of you! [and he disappears]

April: Is he skipping town?!

Shane: [pointing] No, the main road is that way. He’s headed toward the mayor’s mansion.

April: Why would he… [confused] What do we do now?

Kristopher: [frowning] Something’s up. I can’t decide for the rest of you, but I’m following him. I need to know the truth.





Day Five StoryX



Location: The Mayor's Mansion


Attic
The attic is just filled with stuff from Lake Cornwell's former mayors. Why here's the cape Mayor Burroughs wore back in the 60s. There was a huge scandal after he was found canoodling in a broom closet with the current Miss Lake Cornwell. So to improve his public approval, it was decided he would dress up like Santa and deliver presents to the local children. But Mayor Burroughs was a hefty man, and he really shouldn't have tried to shimmy down the chimney. It took five hours and the entire fire department to get him out.
(Garnet Fur-Trim Coat)


Basement
In the dusty, cobweb festooned basement, not much can be found. But in a far off corner, hidden behind the wine racks, you find five odd symbols. Why are they hidden, and what could they mean?


Dining Room
During his last reelection campaign, Mayor Barton hosted a fundraising dinner at the mayor's mansion. The cost was $800 a plate, and the food was served on expensive, antique china. But as usual, Randy was a bit confused and assumed his guests were actually buying the plates. So when all was said in done, he was left without anything to eat on and his campaign barely broke even.
(+800g )

Game Room
For decades, the mayor's game room has been home to an antique billiard table, dart board and chess board. But Mayor Barton wanted more, and added game cabinets. With more than two millions points, he holds the current high score on Mene Melee.
(Mene Melee)


Guest Bedroom
Guests are meant to feel welcomed, but what you find is anything but welcoming.
(VICTIM - SEE F.A.Q.)

Kitchen
During the winter, the only thing that seems to grow is icicles. But when spring returns, the land around the mayor's mansion comes back to life. Most prominently is the apple orchard. Visitors can even pick the apples, or buy apples pies made in the mansion kitchen.
(Season's Bounty)


Mayor's Bedroom
Everyday at noon, like clockwork, Mayor Barton leaves the town hall and returns home for an hour. Is he lunching? Is he preparing for an important meeting? No, he's taking a midday snooze. Randy will tell you that naps are very important, and that the most respected mayors take them.
(Comfy Corner)


Visiting Room
The visiting room is the place in the mansion where very important people are met. Why back in the 50s, Mayor Bowman hosted none other than future president John F. Kennedy. Not many people know this, but the two bet $600 to see who could pee the furthest out the visiting room window. JFK ended up winning, and the two had a good laugh. But the gardener standing outside didn't.
(+600g )





Where is everybody?X


-- Attic
DivineHeart - ooo
*Hime* - ooo
Mimmu - ooo

-- Basement
HIM_ROCK - ooo
Kay - ooo
Mikio - ooo
Miscreant74 - ooo

-- Dining Room
Angel Spirit Girl - ooo
Xogizmoox - ooo

-- Game Room
Divacita - ooo
Dystopia - ooo
Kent - ooo
Naisou - ooo
Rochiel Silverfire - ooo
Shadami - ooo
Xo~GREMLIN~oX - ooo
xoxoAngiexoxo - ooo

-- Guest Bedroom
evilcupcakecat - ooo
Nema - ooo
star2000shadow - ooo

-- Kitchen
Ava the Vampire - ooo
Damia Flagg - ooo
hummy - ooo
Kiari - ooo
musasgal - ooo
Velvet - ooo

-- Mayor's Bedroom
ghostPastry - ooo
salvete - ooo

-- Visiting Room
Hadsvich - ooo
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Old 12-22-2017, 12:30 AM


Day Six StoryX

Townie C: Remind me again why we decided to follow Kris here?

evilcupcakecat: Because we’re rebels, thrill seekers living on the edge! And because otherwise we’d be out of the story.

Townie C: Story? What story?

evilcupcakecat: Y’see, normally this would be a Halloween story, but…

Townie C: Ugh, can’t we go one year without breaking the fourth wall?

Eyeless Silas: Heh heh heh, too bad for you two, your stories are over!

evilcupcakecat: AUUUUUGGGGGGGHHHH! At least we can still get prizes!

---

Some had taken Mayor Barton’s advice of leaving Lake Cornwell by braving the weather, some had simply decided to wall themselves up in their homes, and the citizen’s that remained followed Kristopher in his search for Randy, whether out of curiosity or a simple need for closure. As they trekked through the snow and up the hill toward the mayor’s mansion, Kris wished he had made this journey alone. Something told him that those who had decided to stray from his group would be safe. This fiend, Eyeless Silas, would be waiting for them. He just hoped he could get to Randy in time.

When they arrived, the mansion entrance stood wide open. But like a bad horror film, once they were inside the doors slammed shut and the lights went out. Panicked, people scattered as Kristopher shouted for them to stick together, but to no avail. All he could do was pray they would be free from danger. But as he, April and Shane navigated the darkened halls, a growing doubt told him none of them were safe.

Kristopher: What was I thinking, wanting to come up here? Why was I so stupid?

Shane: We came here because no matter how he’s involved, we can’t just let Randy go off on his own.

April: And you were thinking that we deserved to know the truth.

Kristopher: [frustrated] And what were you two thinking, following me?! I told you to go with the others. It’s not safe!

April: And who’s to say it’s any safer out there?! Kris, I am no damsel in distress. And Shane’s a big boy. We can do as we please.

Kristopher: You can also be damned obstinate, that's what you can be! If you had just listened…

April: And why should we listen to the town librarian?

Kristopher: I am not the town librarian, April! I… Oh wait, I am.

April: [softening] Look Kris, I know you only have our best interests in mind, but this isn’t something we can just let go.

Shane: April’s right. We can’t ignore all that’s happened. Everyone that’s died tonight, they weren’t just strangers. These are our neighbors and our friends. Lake Cornwell hasn’t always been good to me, but despite that, I love this town. And right now, my town is under attack. And if there’s a chance we can stop this asshole, we have to try. – I’ve spent a long time trying to do things on my own. But if I’ve only learned one thing tonight, it’s that if I want to survive, I have to rely on others. I’m relying on you, Kris. So please rely on me.

Kristopher: [nodding] …Okay.

The brief respite is suddenly broken by a frantic shout that fills the house.

Kristopher: That’s Randy!

Back through the kitchen and formal dining area, they found themselves again in the main hall. The power was still out, but the winter moon had reappeared, casting light into the room. A second shout split the silence, and Randy appeared, breathless, on the upstairs landing.

Kristopher: Randy!

Mayor Barton: [looking down in horror] What are you doing here?! You need to leave! I told you to get out of Lake Cornwell!

Shane: Randy, whatever you’re afraid to tell, it’s okay. It doesn’t matter that you kept it a secret.

April: And even if you don’t want to say it, please come with us.

Mayor Barton: I can’t!

Kristopher: Yes you can, Randy. We’re your friends.

Mayor Barton: You don’t understand! [sadly] Kris, you were right. I haven’t always been the best mayor.

Kristopher: Randy, no… I…

Mayor Barton: No, I know it’s true. But now… I really do want to be someone you can all believe in. And that’s why I ran. I was trying to save you. He’s coming for me… and after he does, he’s coming for…

The other find their way back to the hall, just as April screams. Mayor Barton’s final word is stifled by a mouthful of blood. His face pained, he turns to see the ghastly form of Eyeless Silas standing there, knife in hand, and then falls to the carpeted floor. Kristopher steps back in fear, before being overtaken by rage.

Kristopher: Who are you?! Why the f**k are you doing this to us?!

Eyeless Silas: [snickering] You pride yourself on your intelligence, Kristopher Simpson, and yet you know nothing.

Kristopher is momentarily stunned, hearing his name spoken from the monster’s mouth.

Eyeless Silas: Imagine the trouble we could have saved if only Barton had told the truth. I would have still killed him, but we could have done without all this running around. [grinning] You wish to educate yourselves, and to know why I seek my vengeance? Search the town library, and the truth will be revealed. And I… will be waiting.

Soundlessly, Eyeless Silas disappears into the shadowy upstairs hall, leaving the group below shaken. Kristopher is the first to move. He climbs the steps to Mayor Barton’s body, momentarily leaning down to close his eyes, and say a silent goodbye.

Kristopher: I’m going to library. Is everyone with me?

Shane: Yes.

April: Yeah.

They all agree.

Kristopher: Ghost or no ghost, before this night is done, we’re putting an end to this.








Where is everybody?X


-- Children's Books
Ava the Vampire - ooo
DamiaFlagg - ooo
dragoness129 - ooo
Eastriel - ooo
musasgal - ooo
Naisou - ooo
Rochiel Silverfire - ooo

-- Computer Lab
Divacita - ooo
Dystopia - ooo
ghostPastry - ooo
Professor Lily - ooo
salvete - ooo
Xogizmoox - ooo

-- Head Librarian's Office
Angel Spirit Girl - ooo
HIM_ROCK - ooo
Kent - ooo

-- Media Room
DivineHeart - ooo

-- Periodicals Room
*Hime* - ooo
Mimmu - ooo
Miscreant74 - ooo
Nema - ooo
xoxoAngiexoxo - ooo

-- Reference Room
Mikio - ooo
sadrain - ooo
Shadami - ooo
wish - ooo

-- Storage Room
star2000shadow - ooo
woohoohelloppl - ooo

-- Used Book Store
evilcupcakecat - ooo
Hadsvich - ooo
hummy - ooo
Kay - ooo
Kiari - ooo
SessysMika - ooo
Suona - ooo
Velvet - ooo
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Today is Day One. Where are you Norma June?
I'm searching the: Records Room

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Today is Day One. Where are you Norma June?
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Welcome to the event!

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Today is Day One. Where are you Norma June?
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You look so pretty

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I keep forgetting to search

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I'm searching the: Conference Room

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Hey Howdy its GREAT to have you back and yeah Life's been hard on all of us. I'm glad your back though. 'tackle loves on glomps' hi

 


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