Post Mongering 2/21/23 (Part 2)


They PEER through the windows. Chunk WALKS to an outdoor soda machine that sits next to a closed garage. Chunk tries to peer into the garage, starts to open the door, INVESTIGATING IT.


If misery loves company does being single make you happier




“Their eyes?” SIlverwind stopped walking for a moment and concentrated. When he spoke again, there was no trace of drunkenness in his voice. “They were all sort of glazed, weren’t they? I figured that was because of the smoke or something.”

“More something,” Geraint said grimly. “The glazed eyes made me suspicious so I took the opportunity to do a little investigation of my own. Those girls, every last one of them, were on the Hook.”

“Do you think that relates to the missing women?”

“I don’t know, but if there’s even a chance that it does, Elewys would never forgive me if I didn’t try to do something about it, so if you want my help for the duration, you’ve got it.”



A SHUT DOWN seafood restaurant. DARK. DUSTY. Seemingly DESERTED. Tattered FISH NETS, wooden OARS, stuffed FISH hang on the walls. Red VINYL BOOTHS line the walls. WOODEN TABLES fill the floor. A JUKEBOX sits in one comer.

The goonies see TWO PEOPLE standing in the rear of the restaurant. In DARKNESS we can see only their shadows.


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too bad so sad



They drag two long, limp, heavy objects into a back room. It is TOO DARK for us to see what the objects are.