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Fri Apr 27, 2007 at 11:25:19 am EDT
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Night's End: The begining of the next Chad & Ronnie epic
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Parody Island.
The Basement of the The Lair Legion Mansion
Friday Night, 11 p.m.

Sarah Shepardson, the woman know to the world as Dancer, walks down a dark dank hallway to a small dimly lit room.

"Lee?" Sarah asked as she knocked on the door. She's been worried about Mr. Bookman. She & none of the Legion have seen him in a few days. He's locked himself in the File Room & rumors have started that he died but those rumors had been started by Trickshot.

"Lee?" she asks as she knocks again.

The door flies open & Lee screams "WHAT?"

Lee looks to have not slept in days, his eyes are bloodshot. His hair is messy, is growing a beard & he appears to have not changed his uniform in a couple of days. As Lee stands there, his right eye twitches a bit.

"I've brought you some Crullers, their Visionary's favorite!" She said as she held up a white paper bag with the Bean & Donut logo on it.

Lee stairs off into space just past Sarah for a moment & then focused on her. Then said, this time not yelling. "Thanks. You can place them on the desk over there."

He waves in the general direction of the bland grey metal Government surplus desk. He walks away from the door & back into the inner recesses of the room. As he does, he mumbles "sorry I yelled at you."

"It's all right. I've had worse things happen to me when people have answered my knock."

"ok." Lee mumbles as he starts back on working on his project.

Sarah set the bag of pastries on a pile of papers on the desk. Then, she started to look around. She knew the file room had always been kind of mess but since Lee had joined the team, the room had been put into some order. Apparently that had stopped. The room was now a mess, worse then it was before. Even Flapjack keep it in a better order!

Lee was facing two large chalk boards on wheels, Lee had covered them in a seemingly random order with what Sarah assumed were bits of information about what was scrawled across the top of both boards: CHAD & RONNIE. Lee was seated before then on a short wheeled stool.

As Sarah walked over to her friends, she tried to step over & around piles of paper. Among them were newspaper clippings, Magazine clippings, computer print outs of Blog & Messageboard postings. Before getting to Lee & his boards, Sarah was confronted by a bulletin board on wheels that was covered in the exact same thing. The board also had photography, post-it notes, photocopies from books, pages of notes written in Lee's & other's hand writing on it. There was also a small bag of jelly beans pinned to it. The items on the board looked to be connected to each other by various colored pieces of string.

Another bulletin board, this time on the wall, had a map with push pins in various locations. Most of them in the U.S. One was placed in England (around where Mumph's home is) & one in Canada. Next to the map was a post-it had a short of list places which were not included on the map: Hell, Candia & others.

Sarah had started to see themes emerging from the info: Accordions, Jelly Beans, The colors Red & Yellow, The causes for people to go mute, the band Inflatable Monkey, Hilary Duff, The afro hairstyle, Hamsters, Unexplained Mysteries from the U.S. going back to almost it's creation amongst other things.

On a cart near by was a pile of books all opened to pages with pictures on them. All the pictures seems to show the same two people somewhere in them. But, how could that be Sarah mused to her self. The book were about various points in time at important point s in history, most of a North American nature but some were about Europe.

Once over to Lee, Sarah asked. "So, this a new hobby?"

She looked over Lee's shoulder. He was copying things down on to the board from what looked to a be a Goth Haven Police Department report.

"What?" Lee said absent mindly, not really paying attention. "Yeah. Sort of. Maybe. No." He paused then continued after a sigh was let out. "I just got to know who they are?"

"How is it going?"

"Badly. All my attempts to collect complete information on them have failed. I keep getting the same info, most of it in a random form. Or I think I get a lead but it leads me to a dead end." Lee said, then paused for a moment & said "I shouldn't be getting dead ends."

"Why?"

"I'm the Librarian! No info should be safe from me. But, it looks like these men are anomalies & lead almost non-lives."

"Excuse me?"

"Look at this!" Lee said. Then pushed himself & stool over to a pile of paper. He stood up & began searching through it until he found a file folder. Sits back down & wheels back over to her.

"Take a look at this." He said as he almost tosses the folder at her. Sarah does a small two step so that she doesn't drop it.

"They exist! I know they do, I have too much evidence to back it up but according to the government & several other agencies: The IOL, OPS, SPUD, HERPES, The FMRC, The JBH, Us, even the ITC: they seem not to. I've gone through many, many, many different databases at the disposal of these groups searching for any sort info on them, using specific to general search queries. The groups all seem to have files on them but they say nothing really. In places like OPS & other groups like it tons of information on them have been blacked out from some reason & I even was looking these files with top clearance. I wonder what they had on them but choose to black it out."

"Who ordered the black out?"

"Don't know? I do know one person ordered all the black out though. They were all ordered by someone with the initials IW. But, when I search for anyone working for the government with those initials: I get nothing. So, the Basics almost all of these organizations have are that they are listed as being American citizens who were possibly born in the 20th century or earlier. They have an apartment in Parrodipolis or at least have an apartment where mail addressed to them is sent. I can't find any sort of job history on them. I've found that they do have families, but I find even less on them!" Lee said, as he franticly went around the room looking for papers.

As he looked, he yelled "They don't even pay taxes!"

"Well, many people don't." Sarah as she walked over to him.

"But, I think focusing so much on this topic has started to melt your brain." Sarah said as she patted Lee on the back, trying to calm him down.

"It may have. I'm not sure."

"It's ok. I'll be back in an hour to check on you, alright? Have a Cruller!"

"Yeah, sure. whatever." Lee said, he was not lost again amongst his papers.

Sarah walked away. Before she left the room, she looked back with a look of sadness on her face.

Shortly there after, Lee found it. An address! The Dullards Corners address for a one Miss Jane Tarzania. He stuffs the piece of paper the address was on in to his pocket, grabs his trench coat of a hook by the door & leaves. He goes out a back entrance hardly used by anyone. He has to met with this young woman. But, he'll have to wait because she not at home. She out having a bit of food with a woman she hardly knows.

TO BE CONTINUED....


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