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[noblewon]

Is everyone alright?

Stay together. I'm sure we've all noticed that teleportation is a fucking thing. Don't let it separate you.

Has anyone found out anything helpful?

This is what we've got.

[Tess is keeping notes, updating them as Team Punches Ghosts learns more. They are public.]

Comments

[quinning]

[Warded to Tess only, and then public, a couple of times over before she settles on public.]

It seems deliberate [...] for us, at least. [...] Is that helpful?

[noblewon]

What did you get?

[quinning]

Dance Studio.

[noblewon]

Any weird words above light switches, or other clue-like shit?

[quinning]

A personal correspondence hidden behind a potentially-haunted mirror. An unopenable room with sounds and music inside.

[lilwitchhazel]

[...]

I found the dance studio key. Covered in mother fuggin Casper Kim's hair But you guys just got zapped into there?

P.s. I'm still alive (obvs).

[quinning]

It was the first place we landed after we left the Oak.

Good. Are you alright?

[lilwitchhazel]

Oh. Well, maybe this stupidass key is pointless, then. I shoved my hand in a

And I'm "alright." Are you? [...] Did you find anything about Ty yet?

[quinning]

It's hard to tell what's useful, at this rate we'll all leave this school hoarders. Where was it?

Good [...] again. And yes. Nothing so far, the studio seemed to have more to give us about Rafael, and possibly Sun-mi, than Ty. We'll find something, though. We ha

[lilwitchhazel]

Yeah, I guess. Just like, who needs keys when we're getting teleported all over the place? Plus I have no freaking idea how we're even going to get there to use it if it is useful. UGH.

Anyways, [...] it was down a drain in the Ebonhide boys' showers. It was disgusting in there. Plus there was creepyass crying coming from the drain.

That just means there's somewhere else that has some stuff about Ty, right???

[quinning]

[...] The changeroom was locked, do you know if that key can open it? There's something inside so please don't try t that bumps and scrapes, so [...] proceed with caution.

That's vile.

There has t will be.