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Nashu Mhakaracca.
Hey! What's the big idea, stealing my mark again?! That crimbo was MINE! And right when I finally started doing my job...
Well, all's well that ends well. Shame about Mr. Wake, but at least we can stop losing our marbles over horseplay now.
The first thing I saw when I left my room last night was...a phantom! The Warrior of Light, risen from his grave! Did he get a raise already? I thought he might be cross with me for ignoring him while he was alive and calling him a stinky facsimile, but he just...challenged me to a jam battle with makeshift maracas? I felt compelled by forces most unnatural to participate in this mummer's farce, so I fetched my guitar and engaged him in rhythmic rivalry.
It was...rather pleasant, actually. I haven't had a chance to just wind down and enjoy myself in the last few suns, between all of the killing and conspiracies. Thank you, somehow-even-more-off-brand Warrior of Light. I wish you hadn't taken my scrying glass as a victory trophy though.
Afterward, I stopped by the Leisure Center for something I might need for my attempt, then I went to meet up with my favorite no-longer-conflicted Hunter of magicked beasts. I saw Miss Nancy speaking with Tinkaton along the way, but she...seemed to be faring even worse than before. I fear she's fully enthralled by that wannabe primal. She afforded me only a suspicious side-eye as I slipped into Counter-Terrorism to see her partner, who was busy strapping himself to the gills in prepration for his grand hunt. We exchanged some pleasant words and well wishes, and then he left to see his mission through. For my part, I combed the Control Department for remaining lore and found one more document that I'll share anon.
I took the elevator upstairs and headed out the Patio to the spooky forest, which was decidedly less spooky tonight on account of the new lighting. I love what we've done with the place! As I made my way to the shack in the woods, I bumped into Dexter who looked positively gobsmacked. Suppose I know why now.
When I came upon the relay station, I was startled to find the bloody thing burned to a crisp! Someone was leaving it, but I couldn't tell who, and they slipped into the night while I approached. Aside from the radio tower, the rest of the building seemed utterly ruined by the blaze, but fortunately I wasn't looking for anything in the building itself. No, what I sought was
under the building. If you recall the Director's investigation logs, the serial killer used a system of tunnels to move beneath Whisper Valley, and one of them connected to this very building. Sure enough, I found the hatch under the floorboards.
Mr. Columbo already demonstrated it, but that tunnel connects the forest to the underground city. It's not quite a whole system anymore due to cave-ins, so I don't think we can use it to escape from here, unfortunately. It also gets rather steep, and I ended up sliding on my arse most of the way before being dumped by the Chaotic Seal. Ooh, that smarts...
I brushed myself off and took a look around the place, which was considerably more exploded than the last time I'd been here. I crossed the chasm and headed to Mining Equipment for some bombs of my own, only to find that room was
also considerably exploded, and poor Riki too. Nothing in the room was salvageable, so I moved on to the mines elevator, where I noticed someone had abandoned some gear like a hard hat and goggles. I took the thing up and waded through the mines to the Survey Dorm, where Hustler and their arguably avian associate were staked out. I slipped by them, seeking no quarrel tonight, and pilfered a briefcase from the late Lita's room. It's probably just from her role, since it seems to be sealed by a spell of some sort.
After that, I returned to bed, only to find it occupied by a now vomit-soaked Walmart John. I dealt with my fair share of drunkards during my years as a tavern wench, but they never had the audacity to pass out in my living space. Maybe this Warrior of Light is stinky after all...