Who: Quinton and Open
When: evening
Where: Food shopping
What: Quinton is feeling unwell and collapses

Quinton had been staring at the same jar of pickles for about twenty minutes. Not that he even realised the time that was passing. Lately he hadn’t been sleeping too well and it wasn’t just the fault of all these nightmares spooking the general public. He looked unwell, almost grey. He had been working so hard with the huge load of extra panic calls being made and everyone at the station was exhausted. However he had suffered a lot in the last week and it was just all a little too much.

His lover had just disappeared, box and all, to where? Who knew? And finding out? Impossible. So he was left with worry and heartache and no one to look after Terry. So Terry had been put back in to day care. Quinton simply couldn’t afford it. His hours were getting worse too so he had no time for his son. He had left Terry with a neighbour he could trust for an hour or two while he got a break away and did some shopping, that he couldn’t afford.

He wondered if this was all the work of a demon, scaring all the residents. But whatever was causing all of this, he couldn't stop it. He'd just have to hope that one of the other residents of town could cope. He knew he was struggling too. But had to keep going!

He kept staring at the jar of pickles and swayed a little. What happened after that he wasn't quite sure. All he knows is that he was now waking up on the floor of the store.

Who: Estelle & Open
When: Mid-morning
Where: Mysteria
What: Estelle is confronted with spectres from her past



Riding into town, Estelle parked her vespa and leapt off, spinning the keys on her gloved finger as she strode toward the grocery store. She just needed a few things for a recipe she was experimenting with, and it didn't take her long to get them.

Elle was coming back out of the store and was halfway to her scooter when she laid eyes on two guys coming toward her. Abruptly, she wheeled and ran around a corner, inadvertently barrelling straight into someone, groceries going everywhere.

Who: Cosette and Open
When: Morning (10-11 am)
Where: The park
What: Just a beautiful day in the neighborhood...

Cozy had a love-hate relationship with the weekend. On the one hand, it got her away from work; on the other hand, with nothing to do, she had to face her goal of becoming normal by...socializing. The first step was always the hardest, or so they say, and Cozy was definitely feeling that hardship when it came to throwing herself into the world. It would be so much easier to allow herself to just be dragged into some heavily-populated area in which the people present were partying or otherwise having fun; except, she had no one to drag her to said event.

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Who: Estelle & Morgan
When: Afternoon
Where: The Thomaston Residence
What: Elle stabs Morgan... Oops!



Elle was in the kitchen, preparing a new dish she'd created. Filet mignon stuffed with sun-dried tomatoes, mushrooms, and black olives, grilled with a glaze made from chilli, garlic, brown sugar and worcestershire sauce.

She'd neither seen nor heard Morgan since she returned from the grocery store, so she thought she had the house to herself. It was actually kind of peaceful when Morgan wasn't around yelling at people.

Singing to herself, she stood at the counter, skillfully wielding a knife to prepare the steaks, blissfully unaware that she had company...

Who: Chris and OTA
When: Afternoon
Where: The Fountain
What: Chris is having herself some fun

With her scarf on and coat buttoned tight, hat pulled down and a coffee in her hands you may think she was a rather sensible young lady. But forget that!

There was snow on the ground and that meant she could make snow men. So glancing around her carefully she started to make little obscene snow men and setting them on to the edge of the fountain.

Okay, it was a little immature but who would it harm? It may even make a few chuckle.

She wasn’t a man and couldn’t write her name in the snow. But she could make snow boobs damnit!

Who: Morgan and OTA with access to the Thomaston House
When: Late night
Where: Morgan’s house
What: Morgan is working even though she’s not well

Morgan rubbed at her face, she actually felt tired. Stressed and tired. It wasn’t a normal feeling and she didn’t like headaches. Headaches were just unnecessary. What was the point of them? Honestly? She hung up the phone took a deep breath then rang another. “Jason?” She asked, “We need to get some things done. Did you manage to get someone to cope with Marcus’ work?” She asked. Soon enough a list of chores and tasks for them to be dealing with in New York was reeled off. Soon enough she was making notes of what she had to get done and making excuses of why she wouldn’t be back there yet. She reeled off another list getting herself quite worked up when she heard how things were going in the office. “What do you mean he’s moving offices?” She growled, “...and who gave him permission to...” She said as she paused a second. “Look. I have to go. It’s late...I’ll call you in the morning, can you just make sure those files are sent to me tonight.” She said as she hung up the phone and lowered herself to the ground a little holding on to the desk. She took a deep breath to ease herself from feeling dizzy. She was working far too hard for the illness she had caught.
She took a deep breath and straightened up but fell straight over to the floor. “Uh...that’s not amusing.” She complained quietly hoping frantically no one was around to notice she had fallen over on to her face. She just knew how much that would make her brother worry.

Who: Ben & Open To All
When: Late Afternoon
Where: Mysteria Library
What: Reading, lending, returning, etc...


Ben placed the last novel on top of a stack of books, and handed back the library card to the teenage girl it belonged to, said goodbye with a polite smile, then turned to the next person in line.

Who: Estelle & Open To All
When: Late Afternoon, edging toward evening
Where: Grocery Store
What: What one usually does in a grocery store, shopping for groceries.


With an unexpected influx of sick guests descending on Morgan's house, Estelle had suddenly found her kitchen rather understocked.

Heading to the grocery store, she began shopping, walking through the aisles with quick efficiency, gathering everything she'd need for several days worth of meals for several people. Her cart was stacked high with enough food for a small army, she had way more than she could possibly carry home on her moped, but fortunately, one of Morgan's guests, Nadia, had lent her the keys to her jeep.

In the fresh produce section Elle finally slowed, this being one area she was never careless in. Standing among the stacks of fresh vegetables, she was carefully selecting onions while she mentally planned several days worth of meals.

Who: Estelle & anyone at the Thomaston Estate
When: New years day morning.
Where: Morgan's house
What: New Years Day breakfast



Estelle had decided to avoid the throng of New Years Eve revellers the night before and stayed safe at home, tidying up Morgans house and getting settled into her new apartment over the restored carriage house cum garage - her windows actually having provided a fairly good view of the fireworks display the night before.

In any case, Estelle was up bright and early in the kitchen, making croissants from scratch, squeezing orange juice, and cooking up enough bacon and eggs, tea and coffee, for Morgan and any guests she might have brought home.

Moving around the kitchen with the smooth efficiency of the professional that she was, she quietly sung an old jazz tune to herself...