[network; video] @Nobody; [open] Morning 010

[promises_to_keep]

[So many people keep dying. This time, he knew three of the names in the obituary, even if he'd only spoken to two of them once. This is unacceptable. They need to find a way to stop this.

[The video feed opens on Lea's face, looking sort of stern.]

So I say this is getting out of hand, who's with me? [He lifts one finger as if to call for a show of hands, then lowers it and shakes his head.] People keep getting caught outside after dark, and it's gotta stop. We need a map, even a crude one, so people have some idea how far they're gonna need to travel to find shelter and food, or this is just gonna keep happening.

[The view shifts away from him and downward, to show a page in a spiral notebook. It has some boxes and squiggly lines on it. Lea's no cartographer, but it's something.]




[The feed stays on this doodled map while Lea continues speaking.]

On the far right is what's believed to be the southeasternmost corner of this town. It's a veterinary clinic that's apparently cornered in by that huge snow wall. To the south is the wall. Everything westward of it I've mapped as I've traveled around, though I can't guarantee the scale by a long shot. I marked each house with a noteworthy feature, in case anyone happens upon it, so we can try and cobble the rest of the map together based on who's traveled from where.

This is about all I've got--nothing else I've noted has any orienting landmarks--but if anybody can expand on it, we might be able to figure out where other people are in relation.

[The feed comes back around to Lea, and he frowns darkly.]

We've got no choice but to work together, or people are just gonna keep dying. Anybody got anything?

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[promises_to_keep]

Ah, another house where you can only stay in the attic? What are the odds~? I'll mark it, though, thank you.

[He shakes his head then, though Enoch can't see it.]

Don't apologize; this place is pretty draining. You shouldn't push yourself if you're tired. Better to stay inside where it's relatively safe than to try and move forward and wind up stuck outside.

[warriorscribe]

Perhaps I should rest today, you're right. It isn't as if we're terribly pressed for time here beyond the food we have.

[He's used to playing the long game. A trial of endurance and patience, just stalk clues until you've brute-forced the answer. It's how he did things back home, and this is a much smaller area to work with.]

May I ask what gave the "papers" house its name?

[Paper meant information, usually. He might want to go there next, if he can't find the town hall.]

[promises_to_keep]

Oh, there's just a bunch of papers scattered all over the office. They look like schoolwork, some of them are graded. Nothing useful, though, unless you need some help with your multiplication tables.

[warriorscribe]

[Yet another mention of this "school", this time in conjunction with work and...math? Hmm.]

So there was nothing of use on them? [He sighs. So much for that potential lead.] That strikes me as a waste of paper, but I'm sure it was more important to them.

[And who scattered papers everywhere anyway? What sense does that make?]