Crown Plaza IC

Ducklings, who's been playing with keys and not picking up after themselves? I'd like to say I'm reminded of some rather risqué parties in my youth, but truly they're a hazard.

Edit: Oh no, no. You thought you'd get me this time, elevator, but I learn from my mistakes. And from now on, Daddy's taking the stairs. It'll be good for the glutes.

Edit 2: Does anyone know what's up with Room 400? And what who might be playing music in there? Twice now I've taken the elevator and wound up there when I mean to be going to my room. Feels very... pointed.

Either I'm hallucinating, or there's an open door in one of the trees near the trail outside. I saw it while I was out for a run. I didn't look in there, because I'm not an idiot, but someone might want to check that out.

Maybe even with weapons.

In the midst of this insanity, I lost my roommate.

While I am quite relieved not to have to share with a woman, she would have come handy with these rats. Thank Merlin for magic though.

Anyway, if anyone knew her, Nebula is gone.

I've been having those dreams again.  This time, they're mostly dreams of animals.  Sometimes, they're beautiful, other times frightening, or both.  There are dreams where I'm one of the animals, running so fast,much faster than I could run now, and also feeling utterly lost.  No matter which way I run,  it feels like the wrong way.  I don't know what it means. 

I suggest making sure you have your phones with you, in case we all end up lost or chased by something.