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Looking down the dimly lit corridor Forest stopped for a moment, a frown pulling at the edges of his lips. He was so not lost right now. I mean he’d been to the headquarters to see Molly a million times, he knew the way like the back of his hand. The back of his hand that looked... super different now, and encased in more and more wood paneling. 

Sighing to himself Forest stopped not knowing how he could have taken a wrong turn. But looking back down the corridor Forest was at a miss for how he would even get back to the main entrance, his head swimming in the maze of hallways and corridors. Looking toward his right where there was a small door hiding just out of sight, Forest figured that there might be someone who could help him in there. Or at least a map. Or something.

But when he opened the door Forest found the room woefully empty, well except for the large shelves of books, pexi-glass doors protecting them from the air within the room. Walking over to one of the shelves Forest turned his head to read the spines hoping it might give him a clue to where he was. But unfortunately everything was in some form of latin, and he was having trouble finding anything he could actually read. Hearing footsteps come up behind him though Forest jumped five feet off the ground, ears not picking up the sound of another body until it was too late. 

You could in theory have your luxury item as a solar charger for your music player. Or, you could have the sheet music to the songs you like so you could learn it yourself. Your voice is a way of hearing a song after all.

[P I was just making sure that no one else had contacted you about it. It appears that someone has summoned Bloody Mary, or at least, that’s what’s presumed.

[pm] No, but I don’t think that warrants a report. You should see someone in a mirror when looking into it seeing as that’s how mirrors work. Unless you’re a vampire in which case there’s a larger issue here.

So far, we have missing people, dead people and everyone seems to be worried mayonnaise is trying to kill them. Standard Ashkent Creek day. No world ending so far.

Um…. is he actually your brother?

[PM] I’ll do that then. Well, you see… Do you know Alcher? She’s a… well, was a werewolf. I believe she was the one who sacrificed herself. We met in a graveyard and there was a very large dog there with a chain around its… Barghest.

[pm] I can’t say that I do. I might have talked with her, I can’t be sure. But, uh, I was there during the reversal. So that was her that made the leap into the portal? I guess we owe her a great deal, then.