Time for the plot . . .

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Switch hood: What's this

It's just laying there, looking like it should be played

Switch hood: *Plays it*

The man in the picture is presented "research log number . . . Jesus I've lost count. There's been some development in the case as of today. I found out what the strange energy was, and where it was going. It's souls. Souls of the people who died. And it's going to Reg-" there's a noise of screen "-shit he's here-" the screen goes static

Switch hood: Well he didn't wear fresh gear

Whatever it was seemed incredibly urgent

Switch hood: *Pulls the tape*

The Mysterious Truck Driver: *gets my mom's old tv and put the tape on the tv*

The man in the picture is presented "research log number . . . Jesus I've lost count. There's been some development in the case as of today. I found out what the strange energy was, and where it was going. It's souls. Souls of the people who died. And it's going to Reg-" there's a noise of screen "-shit he's here-" the screen goes static

aidan: god one of the scientists left this in my lab again?
lilith: play it, it might be where you left your research on H.A.Z.E..

people walking the halls seem very confused

*they go to the front desk and place the recording there*

the robot looks up "are you here to see Reginald?"

aidan: i would like to see whoever is in this video.

'umm-" they play the tape "-hes dead"

how?

"he was found dead in his lab"

aidan: operation H.A.Z.E was discontinued a long time ago. has your little "time" mistress magic mess with your perception?

It most likely wouldnot be, but seemed like a good idea anyway

aidan: alright put the tape in the projector lilith.
*lilith moves her hand under her cloak, and it levitates over to the projector*

The man in the picture is presented "research log number . . . Jesus I've lost count. There's been some development in the case as of today. I found out what the strange energy was, and where it was going. It's souls. Souls of the people who died. And it's going to Reg-" there's a noise of screen "-shit he's here-" the screen goes static

hrm. *aidan hands the tape to a lab assistant.* "be a dear and triangulate where this was filmed please, i wanna see how far this rabbit hole goes"

It seems to go incredibly deep

*both aidan and lilith gear up and make their way to the cords of the video*

It's a place called the guildhall

*both put on gas masks

the air is completely breatheble

*they enter armed and dangerous*

Chris: cool

It's just laying there, looking like it should be played

Chris: *pulls out a portable vhs player and plays it*

The man in the picture is presented "research log number . . . Jesus I've lost count. There's been some development in the case as of today. I found out what the strange energy was, and where it was going. It's souls. Souls of the people who died. And it's going to Reg-" there's a noise of screen "-shit he's here-" the screen goes static

Lylia: *she was currently in her Reality Task Force armor, picking up the tape* What's this?

he opens it

Lylia: Greetings, this is Lylia Aerrikdaughter Ishiki from the Reality Task Force, and I have evidence to believe you have commit crimes against Reality.

"Upstairs to the left-"

Lylia: Thank you. *she followed her directions*

It's a hallway full of grand wooden doors, but one of them seems grander than the rest

Lylia: *she went through the grander door*

It's locked

Lylia: Hm...*she attempted to lockpick the door*

its magically sealed

Lylia: Grr....

maybe she could knock on it

Lylia: *she knocked on the door* Hello?

it goes to a place called 'The Guildhall'

Lylia: Strange. *she makes her way there*

its filled with people going about their daily lives

Lylia: *she watched everyone, trying to blend in*

its incredibly easy

Lylia: *she searched for anyone connected to this 'Reg'*

shes sitting with her legs crossed at a cafe table

Lylia: Greetings.

"hm?"

Lylia: You happen to know anything related to Reg? Reginald, Reggie, perhaps?

It looks like it can be played in her armor

Lylia: *she extracted the data from the tape, playing it on her wrist screen thing*

The man in the picture is presented "research log number . . . Jesus I've lost count. There's been some development in the case as of today. I found out what the strange energy was, and where it was going. It's souls. Souls of the people who died. And it's going to Reg-" there's a noise of screen "-shit he's here-" the screen goes static

Lylia: This can't be good. No time to contact dad, gotta get straight to the bottom of this.

Whatever it was seemed incredibly urgent

Lylia: Who were they talking about? Hm...

Someone who he called "Reg"-Reggie . . . Regina . . . Reginald

Lylia: Reg...has to be some sort of Reg. But how will I find them?

There were coordinates in the tape

Lylia: *she entered them in her wrist*

"Reginald Cutley?"

Lylia: Possibly. Any info about them?

"hes my dad'

Lylia: Anything related to...the souls of the dead?

" . . . excuse me?"

Lylia: Just look at this clip I found. *she showed her the tape*

"Thats my uncle-hes dead"

Lylia: Uncle? Was he connected to any Reg?

"Yeah-he was my dad's clone-sort of"

Lylia: Hm. Where does your dad live?