>>5379976Naturally, you go for the billfold first! Though its contents are depressingly bare, you find the next best thing: <span class="mu-g">A HANDFUL OF CREDIT CARDS!</span> Now we’re talkin’!
“<span class="mu-r">Don’t we need passwords for those too?</span>” Asks Nats as you hide your plunder from the guard’s sight. Uhhh, Earth to Nats: did she not <span class="mu-i">see</span> how you handled the last passw-<span class="mu-i">OW! OWWW! OKAY, QUIT IT!</span>
Once Ly’s assault subsides, you notice something different poking out between the credit cards–a chipped card with the words ‘<span class="mu-i">GOOD BOY MASTER KEY</span>’ etched into the onyx-colored surface! Holy <span class="mu-i">CRAP</span>--you’re definitely holding onto that!
“An’ if Blumenkrantz needs it?” Ly asks like a teacher looking for an answer. “Or Christy?”
Yea, well… you’ll, uh…. Hm.
Moving on-
“Don’t ignore me, cupca-”
<span class="mu-s">MOVING ON,</span> you also find something nestled in one of the other pockets–one far less extravagant than your other findings, but interesting nonetheless: written on a crumpled-up Post-Em note in neat pencil is a symbol of some kind–nothing like any letter in the alphabet! You checked! Below it is a word you don’t recognize (an experience not wholly unfamiliar to you): ‘<span class="mu-i">Paldric</span>’.
“Hmm…” Ly remarks as you look closer at the note while Lil’ Stanley continues to smack the gum in her mouth, “It ain’t some kinda’ magic scroll, right?”
“<span class="mu-r">Looks kinda like a SIGIL to me!</span>” Nats remarks, prompting you, Ly, and Lil’ Stanley to all respond with a dull ‘<span class="mu-i">huh?</span>’ “<span class="mu-r">You know… like a symbol! Demon alphabets use sigils all the time–much easier than writing a billion letters or something! Those names get LONG!</span>”
So wait, you mutter as you look closer at your find, this is, like, a letter, or something?
“Say,” Ly remarks as if slowly understanding the situation, “Didn’t she mention somethin’ about da’ guy who beat <span class="mu-r">TIM</span> da’ first time!? Something about a ‘sig-’?”
Oh hell <span class="mu-i">YES</span>, you nod as understanding spreads through your head like a disease! This… this is one of the things they were gonna use if they fought him!
“Better hold onta’ it, den.” Ly suggests, prompting you to stuff it into your pocket. “An’ be careful wit’ it!”
Yea, yea, you groan, shoving it safely between your <span class="mu-g">ROCKET LAUNCHER</span> and <span class="mu-g">AUTOMATED BONE SHAPER,</span> whatever, <span class="mu-i">DAD</span>!
>CONTD. 