C-HOD-005
Barista: Amber Ingram
Date: Feb-4-2020
Receipt: C-HOD-005
Subject: The Dead
Okay. SO.
Confirmed sightings of ███████████████, aka the Host of the Dead, aka the Not-So-Friendly Neighborhood Corpse Cloud of TEEr Glas. I don't know how to make the funny little "i" on the CaDCom. It's… what… shit… uh… Alt and… 294… no… 0216? 412? No wait… 0214, right? Oh—woah, way off. 0237. í í í yep that's what it was. Okay. so… got sidetracked, sorry—
Jericho saw them. Katherine saw them. I saw them. One of them █████. █████. To Katherine.
I don’t mean a little nod like, “Oh, how do you do, mortal.” I mean a spine-bending, nightmare-slick, slow-as-dying-light █████ to her. And she just stood there like she didn’t just get ████████ at by a death-gremlin in bat pajamas. Okay, sure. I guess we see a lot of strange stuff. I guess Katherine is kind of regarded as strange stuff herself. But…
What if—and I say this with only the utmost respect for our petite oupire—what if the ██████ aren’t after Katherine at all? I know she says she's gotten the "████" that they want her for something. Which, sure, gross, maybe. But people who want you, ████████ who want you, they don't… ya know… ███ to you. They would just grab her if that was the case, wouldn't they? Or they would do more than just watch and wait and ███ to her. You know who you ███ to? People you respect. People you are working for.
What if she’s already working for them?
Now, now. I know what you're thinking. “Amber, darling, genius, miracle of the coffee trade, she’s one of us and why would she lie about working for the ████████ of all people.” I hear you. And I already asked her. She has no idea of anything of the sort. I think she's telling the truth. She doesn't know anything about working for the ████████. But maybe—you know. There's still a part of her that does know and doesn't tell her.
…Strange things about in Tër Glas.
Shit.
Wrong code. Uhhh…
290? No. 342? 0195? 402?... 428? What—what am I thinking? It's in the 200's right? é ê ë… ì there we go! That's the one! Wait—no… backwards… uh… í Alt+0237.
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Decaffeinate Receipt
"116104105115032105115032102105110101."
Cipher | 3 Words