Night 23

[whiteofcrime]

So apparently just over a year has passed here while it was just a 'day' to us. A bunch of people from town are gone. They were forced to fight and kill each other because of Lardface's sick idea of a 'present' for his new son.

Apparently the kid laughed when he saw it happen...

We have to do something. We can't let this sick, twisted guy raise an even more sadistic kid. We can't.

[ A few minutes later, the final line disappears under a massive line of inkblots, obscuring whatever the message once was. Then: ]

We need to meet up and talk about what's happened since we were gone.

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[whiteofcrime]

That's good to know. I'll go check on the one Gale brought back in a sec.

[shuttersense]

No rush. If you don't see or hear me, I'll either be at the cottage or the cheese house.

It's warm and I think we may need to restock on food supplies.