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Okay. So now that I've gotten the run down of everything? I think it's everything. I'm not saying I'm going to remember all of it, but I'll handle it. Maybe.

Hi. I'm Allison Hargreeves. I'm not really sure what else I'm supposed to say here.

"Oh no, no!" said the little fly, "to ask me is in vain,
For who goes up your winding stair
can
ne'er
come

d

o

w

n

again."

Why have I been brought to this place? What purpose does it serve?

There is someone somewhere I am needed and I cannot forsake my duty. I cannot forsake him

Is it taking things too far to burn down a store for being out of the ice cream you desperately want? That's totally normal, right?

[ MAGIC COMMUNITY ]

I meant to post this earlier, but I had been planning a short trip out of the city. Sorry about that.

If anyone is interested in seeing how we can work together/combine magics, I'm opening up the back room to Uncommon Goods for us to meet. [ Address ]. Saturday around 11am.

This isn't where I expected to end up when the day began. How exciting! Allison, I saw you got here too but I was otherwise occupied.

Anyway, anyone know where I can get a good drink? Or some waffles? Both?

Still trying to figure out what the fresh hell I found myself in. Despite the yappin' and all the explanations. Hot welcome committee you guys got here. Also how do I go about getting a set of clothes that's not been covered in blood? Since apparently I'm not dead and apparently we're not in Elk Grove anymore. Didn't really ask about it before, but now I'm in the apartment I didn't have before without the Delta and no extra set of clothes. Figure I might as well shower the blood off.

Anyone seen a girl goes by the name Brandy? Missing a finger. Or Pablo. He's basically a Mexican witch doctor. Or whatever he calls it. Brujo or something. Looking for a Kelly, too. Just got back from the dead, probably still smells a little dead and looks a lot less fine than usual, still just as filthy. Fuck it. If I'm here, maybe those idiots are, too.