Friday, April 18, 2014

I was was with Cookie trying to solve something. We met many people and went to many places. The last I remember was camping in a parking lot outside a rundown inn. Through speakers, I heard Cookie being called and we went inside to meet the owner, a short, vicious man and his servants. We all went to the roof, where the sky was grey and cloudy and sat down on fancy, iron chairs with a table in front of us. We discussed a job he had for us and would pay us in lodging, but I don't think Cookie was interested.

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