F̀I҉̵N̶ÁL͘ ̵̧̀WE҉̧̀E͞K̷̨

[strangerpeople]

F̀I҉̵N̶ÁL͘ ̵̧̀WE҉̧̀E͞K̷̨

[. . .



















When everyone wakes up as the new week dawns, they will be in for a nasty surprise. After all, IT does not forget-and IT does not forgive.

There were nine strangers in this place-but six of them are suddenly missing from their homes.]

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[poorlovefool]

[He must finally be finding one of the fabled Talismans (Eric only you call them that.) Well, it's going to be so hard facing either of the hosts after what happened to them, but... they can't give up, after all. He reluctantly walks toward it, reaching into the static.]

[strangerpeople]

[The static flickers violently at Eric's touch,resisting, but it can't hold up for long.

Soon a rectangular shape starts to take form.]

[poorlovefool]

[that's alarming but he keeps his hand there... everyone said it's safe.... Please don't bite off his hand, static void.

He pulls on the rectangle hoping that will speed up this weird process.]

[strangerpeople]

[It does, and soon enough, Eric is holding an oddly stylized tablet in his hands.]

[poorlovefool]

What is this, some kind of EyePad?

[He knows he should give this to Link but can he mess with it first]

[strangerpeople]

[He can try, though none of the data on it will make much sense to him.]

[poorlovefool]

[rats. Makes it kinda hard to figure out what approach to take, doesn't it?

He'll just take it and go then.]

[strangerpeople]

[All right then!]