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[baconstripping]

[It's a bit of a chilly night in Camp. Luckily, a homey fireplace seems to have sprung up in the Mess Hall, along with hot cider and the faint sound of jazz music.

In a far corner, a man is carving a flute. How are you spending your fall evening?]

(( mingle!! ))

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[celesticorde]

Vanya?

[00_07]

[waves]

Hi. Do you want to look at pictures?

[celesticorde]

Sure! What are they pictures of?

[00_07]

My friends. And my pets and things around Camp. I took some pictures of the fair last week.

[celesticorde]

There was a fair?

[00_07]

It's been here for awhile now. I'm not really supposed to go there by myself...

[celesticorde]

Oh, the carnival! Why aren't you supposed to go there by yourself?

[00_07]

It's sort of dangerous, right? That's what my friends told me.

[celesticorde]

Really?

[00_07]

[nods]

I'm supposed to ask one of them to go with me, but it hasn't been scary in a long time. I don't think it's that bad of a place.

[celesticorde]

Why was it scary before? Do you know?

[00_07]

There was the countdown, remember?

[celesticorde]

Oh right, and then the...weird monster. Was that the only thing?

[00_07]

The haunted house was scary, too. And that one ride dumps you into a pond at the end. And the people there are kind of suspicious.

[celesticorde]

...that doesn't sound fun. And suspicious how?

[00_07]

They just showed up! And not like other people do. It was weird.