Repose

[To all things psychic, supernatural, witchy, or otherwise human who have a desire and openness to feel, there is a scream in the night. It pierces the skull. It is sharp and shrieking, thirty-five whole seconds before it dissolves into absolute and hideous laughter. The laugh doesn't seem to belong to a man or woman, it belongs to some deep-rooted thing with so much bass in its vocals that the nerves of every receiver shake like a speaker.]

[Locked to Jack P]
I'm staying in town a while. Business. No need to wait on me, taxi.

[Locked to Reece E]
So? Did you find us a beautiful home.

[Locked to Stephanie M]
Where should we start? Sasha? Bruce? Damian? Timmy?

[Using a similar(?) method as this, with the same caveats (if you can get in the Hall Way, you can likely read this). Late. Just after the scream.]

[Magical lock]
What on earth was that?

[Abe W]
[Early morning. Too early. Before sunrise.]

Let me know when you're awake.

[Posted anonymously. Visible to any wolves or other shifters (birds etc.) in town, similar to the 'magic' locks, and just as potentially faulty*.]

I need to talk to the alpha here. I assume there is one.

[*Players can decide if their shifter character can see this post.]