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21st October:

Excerpt from: Ivy and Lily
Ivy had just moved into the apartment. She was still unpacking her belongings when she heard a giggle from the living area. Her curiosity was piqued. She went into the living area to find her roommate sprawled on the couch, with a sketchbook open on her lap. She looked like she was lost in her drawing. “Hello, I’m Ivy,” she said in a quiet voice.


Excerpt from: Mysteries of Aurora
“Oh, just thinking.”

“About?”

“That the treasure hunt has been a fun way to learn about the campus,” Olivia answered.

“It definitely has been.”


Freya and her group returned to the Central Plaza several hours after the treasure hunt began. She saw that most of the students were still engaged in that activity. She knew that her unique perspective had helped the group solve most of the clues more quickly than otherwise.

“Looks like we’re early,” Julia said.

“We’re not the only ones,” Daniela said.

“That’s true,” Freya said.

“I’m sorry that I underestimated you earlier,” Daniela said. “I’ll try to remember, neurodivergence, not issues.”

“Exactly,” Freya responded with a smile.


Olivia returned to the Central Plaza a while later, when many more other students had finished the treasure hunt. She understood that the objective was knowledge and wisdom. Not just as concepts, but as a way to navigate the campus.


“Thank you for participating in the Treasure Hunt. I hope you all have attained a greater understanding of the layout of AAUA and of your fellow students.”

Freya looked at Daniela nearby. ‘She certainly understood more than most did in the past. But I do wonder how others in my classes will react, especially when I create tactile art in way I usually do.’


Freya returned to the Hall shortly afterwards and grabbed her sketchbook. The various patterns of the search for the clues had inspired her.


Dana found Freya sketching in a common room shortly before dinner. “I heard that the treasure hunt went well.”


Excerpt from: Spider Quinn
Jane told Trent what she had decided. “Sounds dangerous. I don’t like it,” he said. “You’ll be yourself, not the Shadow.”

“I know that, but Mom also gave me some inconspicuous gadgets, not just the artistic ones. I’ll be able to handle myself.”

“I guess I can be at the Historia, just in case. Jesse too.”

“Good idea.”

“And I can use some gadgets too,” Trent said. “I have been practicing, in case something like when we went to Middlebury comes up again.”

“Thanks, Trent.”


Shortly before midnight, Daria approached the Griffin’s place along the laneway. She was still not sure why Jane wanted to put herself in danger like that. ‘I still don’t have any other ideas.’ She then saw Sandi emerged from the rear gate.

“Oh,” Sandi said. “I didn’t think you would come here.”

“There’s something I need to talk about,” Daria said.

“Same here, but you first.”

“Sure,” Daria said, before telling Sandi about Jane’s plan.


Sandi listened to the plan. It was audacious. It was pure Jane Lane. ‘Of course she would do something like that,’ she thought. “Interesting,” she said when Daria was finished.

“I suppose you could watch the Historia in case something happens?” Daria asked.

“I suppose I could, given what I have to say,” Sandi said, before telling Daria about what her mother had told her about what happened at work.


Daria took what Sandi said in.

“So, something happened there,” she concluded. “But whether it’s related or not is an open question.”

“True, but I think it is.”

“Then that’s where we’ll go first.”


Twenty minutes later, they were at the WSBC studio. “Nothing seems out of the ordinary,” Sandi said.

“Not at first glance, anyway,” Daria pointed out.

“That’s true,” Sandi said as she switched on a flashlight.

“This will take a while.”


They examined the surrounds of the studio, as well as the outside walls and the rooftop. “No clues,” the Enigma said, as they looked out over the town towards the Giant Strawberry from the rootop.

“There might be something we missed,” Dafoanairi said.

“Where?”

“I noticed that a manhole cover in the parking lot isn’t as tight as it should be.”

The Enigma looked down and shone the flashlight on the manhole cover. “You’re right.” She then telekinetically lifted it out of the ground and put it aside. “Let’s go then,” she said as she threw a rope down.


Dafoanairi followed the Enigma down into the stormwater system. “It certainly looks big enough for a getaway, but It would be impossible to search all of it in one night.”

“That’s a good point. I also doubt that they would stay down here if there was a place they had prepared above ground.”

“But I will tell Peterson when I meet her next.”

The Enigma nodded.


They emerged back above ground and the Enigma replaced the manhole cover. “Something happened,” the Enigma said.

“So, another critic?”

“Probably.”

“Then Jane is even more danger!” Dafoanairi groused.

“I will be ready.”

“Good.”


Lawndale Sun-Herald
Thursday, February 22, 2001
Another Critic Missing
Oliver Langford of WLND has also gone missing after Kalina Ondrovick went missing on Monday
Daria read the article after arriving at the Historia as it opened for the day. She knew that Mrs. Rowe wouldn’t be in until later. She looked at where Angie was behind the counter. ‘She’s taken to it,’ she thought before going up to order breakfast.


At same time, Jane arrived at one of the Lawndale State dorms. ‘I hope she’s up, otherwise she probably won’t give me the spot.’


Sarah Roberts was surprised when she opened the dorm room door to find Jane Lane. “Jane? What brings you here so early?”

“A long story,” Jane said. “But It’s to do with recent events.”

“Which recent events. There are surely others you can talk to about Groundhog Day.”

“This isn’t about Groundhog Day, more the missing critics,” Jane said.


Sarah listened as Jane told her the plan. “You want to draw out this person, and trap them?”

“Yes,” Jane said. “Because, I want Daria’s play and the Historia to succeed.”

“Quite audacious,” Sarah commented. “To run a theatre as teenagers.”

“Yes. But I want Daria and the others to succeed.”

“Alright. I will let you on my show, but I want to be at the Historia tonight, to see what the play is like, and to help you if things go south.”

“Deal!” Jane said.


It wasn’t long before Peterson arrived at the Historia. “I knew you would be here, Daria,” she said after she had ordered breakfast herself.

Daria saw that she was off duty, as she was in plainclothes. “I knew you would be here. Has something come up?”

“Very perceptive. I suppose that’s one reason why you’re now fighting crime,” Xanthe said quietly.

Daria nodded. “Something else, to do with what’s going on.”

“You’re planning something and you’re putting it by me.”

“It’s Jane,” Daria said. She then explained Jane’s plan.


“I see,” Xanthe said when Daria had finished. “It’s very risky.:

“I’m sure she’s already talked to the DJ.”

“True. I will try to be there tonight.”

“Of course, nothing might happen. Or Jane could be abducted as she heads home,” Daria said.

“Make sure that the latter doesn’t happen.”

“The Enigma will be here. I’m sure she won’t let it happen.”

“You know who she is, don’t you?” Xanthe asked.

“I’m not answering that.”

“I’m taking that as a yes. The same with SpiderGirl and Ninja Talon.”

‘That makes sense,’ Daria thought.

“Anyway, I came because another critic is missing and I want you to have heads up about that.”

“WSBC?”

“How did you know?”

“Because the Enigma and I looked around the studio last night.”

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