DPSS08
RECEIPT #00E
FILED UNDER: DINER-DPSS
DATE: 1/31/96
THE OWNER
Abigail Hawthorne. Interesting. Well, no wonder I haven’t been able to add her to my investigation—no references of her exist. Anywhere. Furthermore, I’ve never once heard her name. That might be trouble… #17 has been in an absolute frenzy attempting to dig up something, anything, on Hawthorne, but he hasn’t had any luck yet. If she is truly unknown between the two of us, that could prove to be rather dangerous. Though I concur with #35’s sentiment, we should start being more proactive in protecting Wilson High from the Church’s brand of overly pious mud water.
Well—in any case, another month has come to an end. It has been a month of half-success after half-success. The mysterious disasters which plagued Long Beach’s vehicles ended, but only because Mrs. Pleasant got what she wanted from them. We were able to stabilize the strange weather phenomenon, but we were unable to prevent losing Mr. Tormenta’s business permanently. We rescued a group of our patrons out in the Big Sky Country, but Mrs. Williams was served ahead of us by Mrs. Middletown. And we uncovered a potential plot of the Church in the San Pedro Mountains, but we were unable to stop them.
…Well, we can’t win them all, but it would certainly be nice to win one or two, wouldn’t it? But don’t be too hard on yourselves. Half-successes tend to add up to full-successes sooner or later. As for the coming month, it’s clear we need to get to the bottom of the strange tremors still shaking Long Beach since Miss. Andrew’s service. Apparently, #62’s sensors have already picked up an epicenter of sorts we can check out near the Long Beach Pyramid. Additionally, we need to discover who Abigail Hawthorne is and why she is doing the bidding of Padre Santos and his Dark Triad. Hopefully, we can snuff out this silly Satanic Panic sooner rather than later.
Rule #12,
Rule #7