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Happy Tuesday, everyone! There was a wealth of places to hang out down here now, and a whole community of people doing it, whether they liked it or not.

And don't forget that ceiling divot! They were making good headway up there!

. . . Which mostly served to demonstrate just how deep this weird little hole really was.

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"Like, soooo stormy," Annie assured her, widening those glowy eyes for emphasis. "So stormy that this couple who was out on a date, like, decided they needed to pull their car over. But, like...let's be real, the dude wanted to pull over for another reason."

It was for sex, everyone. For car sex.

"So they're...cuddling," Annie continued, all but winking on that word, "and the radio comes on with an alert that a killer's on the loose!" Dun dun dun!!! "And this killer is really distinctive, because he lost his hand in an accident when he was young, and now he just has a hook!"

Annie even curved her non-glowing hand into a hook shape. See? Like that. Yarrr.

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Really, Annie? Was the leg lamp not enough?

"Is one of them the killer?" Rey asked.

Annie apparently had a track record of insensitivity to maintain.

"No, these kids had all their hands." But good thinking, Rey. That would totally be a good story. What a twist! "But so anyway they're sitting there listening and the girl is getting scared and meanwhile the guy's like, 'I'll protect you, baby, right after I pee.'"

Did Annie adopt a deeper voice for the boyfriend in this story? Of course she did.

"So he left her alone in the car, and told her to keep the doors locked." It was a bad choice, everyone! He should have peed through the window or something!

"Well that's stupid of him," Rey scoffed. "Just drive to where there's a bathroom and no murderers."

She assumed.

Maybe their car was supposed to be broken down and Annie had forgotten that part? Something? Because that was a great point. Whatever, moving on.

"Yeah, he was all, like, horny and confident, probably," Annie decided. That also made sense. "Trying to impress her or something. Anyway, he's gone a super long time! Like, waaaaay longer than he should have been. And then the girl, just as she starts getting a little worried...heard a scratching sound on the ceiling."

A dramatic pause, and then, "Like a hook." Thanks, Annie.

"Did the stupid boyfriend get murdered by a hook?" Rey guessed.

"I mean, you're jumping ahead, but yeah, he super did." So suspenseful, the way Annie was telling this tale. "So anyway there's a bunch of creepy ceiling scratching, and then the girl finally is like, 'I can't wait here forever, I gotta go!' and climbs over to the driver's seat. And that's when she heard creepy scratching sounds from the passenger's side door!"

Oh no.

"Hope she's smarter than the boyfriend and drives off," Rey said, though she did not think she would be?

"She totally did," said Annie, who was maybe remixing this story a little bit. There were multiple versions out there, okay? "And when she drove off, she saw, in her rearview mirror, her boyfriend's body hanging from the tree."

They had parked under a tree. Annie wasn't backtracking, just go with it.

"Wait," Rey said, shaking her hand. "If the murderer has a hook for a hand, wouldn't he have had trouble hanging a body from a tree?"

Drunk, still reasonable.

Annie had honestly never considered this wrinkle, and she took a moment to work through a logical explanation.

"He used the hook like a pulley to hang the guy," she decided.

Drunk logical, at least.

"And okay, so," she added, because this was the really good part, "when the girl stopped the car and got out, do you know what she found dangling from the car door?"

Could you guess???

"Was it a hook that fell off after being used like a pulley?"

At least sober she would have kept her mouth shut.

"It was totally a hook hanging off the door handle because he was going to get her next!"

Annie totally did a little, "Ooooooh," just in case no one else reacted. She could ooh at her own stories. It was fine.

"Oooh," Rey said automatically. "Did she stop far enough away to be out of danger?"

"She totally did," Annie decided. "And then they caught the murderer and everyone lived happily ever after!"

Just combining all the storytelling tropes today.

"The boyfriend was brutally murdered," Rey pointed out.

"She was kind of thinking of breaking up with him anyway," Annie decided. "But that part is kind of sad, you're right."

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