Halloween 2019 - Day 30
Cael: I'm really not sure what to make of this...
Cael: It's just a bunch of scribbles. That haunted house clip-art is legit though.
Cael: I'm still not even sure how it got here. It wasn't even in an envelope.
Cael: It was just taped to the back of these stamps. The entire sheet of stamps. It makes no sense.
Drago: It's unnatural. Almost like it was created by...
Cael: What? That's a bit of a stretch.
Cael: Still though, this chickenscratch is puzzling.
Tanzwut: Chickenscratch, you say? Let me take a look.
Tanzwut: Hmm, this does look familiar.
Tanzwut: It looks like the work of another bird.
Cael: Is it another language? One that birds speak?
Tanzwut: Not another language per se, but rather the result of trying to write with wings. Avian literature has suffered greatly because of that.
Drago: So you can read it?
Tanzwut: It's less about reading it, but rather identifying the attempts. We can see what they *tried* to write based on the angles and pressure of the lines. Every letter sent is more of an exercise in forensics than meaningful conversation.
Tanzwut: But yes, this is a letter for you both. You need to meet at a certain location and rescue a family.
Cael: Family? What family?
Tanzwut: It doesn't go into detail. Give me a little credit, I'm performing miracles deciphering these scribbles.
Cael: Okay, okay. I guess let's just get the location and hope for the best.
Drago: Wait, so you're just going to leave your post and blindly follow a note that you can't read?
Cael: I can't help it. I'm enchanted by that clip-art.
Cael: Is it just me, or are these trees enormous?
Cael: I hope those directions were accurate. There's no way I'm finding my way back otherwise.
Drago: Hold up a minute, there's something I need to do first.
Drago: That wasn't nearly as soft as I've been told.
Drago: Never jump into a pile of leaves with a wet sucker...
Jeeves: They're gone! Time to start the final phase...
Jeeves: We will set things up over there. You remain here and guard the capsules.
Sands: May I open them?
Jeeves: You may not
Drago: We've been out here for hours. Are you sure you know where you're going?
Drago: It's not too late to just head back. I think I can find our way.
Cael: Too late. I'm hopelessly lost. Best to just continue forward and hope the bird talk didn't lie to us.
Drago: Solid plan
Drago: It's freezing here. Where are we?
Cael: I think we wandered too far north. Jeeves certainly couldn't have traveled this much every single day.
Drago: Dunno, with the way he drives...
Drago: Hmmm, Christmas stuff.
Cael: Ack, earlier and earlier every year.
Cael: This is hopeless. I shouldn't have blindly set off. We were so close to finishing the month.
Cael: Hmm, what's this?
Drago: Seems like another countdown, but for Christmas.
Cael: Please, let's just go before we get roped into another month's worth of chaos.
Cael: Then again, how much trouble could a Christmas countdown produce?
Kuse: What was that?
Knacks: not sure, but they were pretty rude.
Mare: Hopefully no one gives them their own countdown.
Tigerboy: Umm, we don't even have a countdown.
Hssxxlllo: We've been staring at this box for 8 years now.
Matt: Sorry, been busy.
Mista Snowman: But I'll never know if my Christmas Card arrived!
Jeeves: Arise my children of the darkness. Our time is at hand.
Jeeves: Your roles will be mildly insignificant and more for the much needed muscle
Jeeves: Nevertheless our combined efforts will fulfill our destinies
Jeeves: Tomorrow though. The prep work will probably take all night.