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[serialskiller]

Messages will be answered when I'm done with this episode of my serial.

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[light_mischief]

I'm preparing for the inevitable wave of "how could yous" and "why didn't yous" that are likely to arise when others learn about what happened.

[Ha ha, he's joking. (Sort of.)]

In the center of the island was a large, golden temple. At the top was a room with a container that required four hands to open. Max and Ava remained some distance away, covering the perimeter, while the rest of us prepared to take whatever we could. I won't lie, we fully plundered the salamander's... holy ground? I'm not sure what it was.

At any rate, as soon as we took some items from the container, the room filled with a smoke that... yes, essentially cast intense, unstoppable compulsions. Curses take many forms, and so it manifested differently for all of us. Ava was compelled to flee, Darcy was overwhelmed by tears, I screamed for several minutes uninterrupted... Jenny obviously got the worst of it.