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      11 – The Hunters

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      by Tower Curator Erika pulled up to the rundown arcade a full hour before midnight, their expected meeting time. The old beater van was still parked around back. Rick’s ride, presumably. Joining it was a motorcycle. Not one of those sleek modern things, but an old-school Harley. The owner clearly took care of it. Most of it was polished up to a shine that gleamed in Erika’s headlights. She pulled up alongside it, hopped out, and was just about to knock on the arcade’s rear door when she heard muffled voices…
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      12 - Visions Through the Veil12 – Visions Through the Veil are Often Disturbing

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      by Tower Curator The middle row of the minivan’s seats had been removed, resulting in Erika sitting all the way in the rear. In place of the middle seat, a few racks were bolted to the floor, able to slide around for easy access from the outside when the side doors were open. Upon the racks sat an assortment of equipment. Some were electronic items: EMF readers, motion sensors, microphones with big dishes around them, video cameras of both digital and VHS varieties, flashlights, ultraviolet lights, Geiger counters,…
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      14 – Mundanity Feels Especially Dull After Exciting Events

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      by Tower Curator “Morning, Mom,” Erika said, failing to fight off a yawn. Leah, fake or not, could put on an intense glare when she wanted. “Out all weekend. No calls. Texts ignored. Do you know how worried I was?” Probably would have been a whole lot more worried if you knew what I was up to, Erika thought as she rolled her eyes. That was the wrong move. A familiar look of anger crossed Leah’s face. That pinch of her lips and that slight twist of her mouth to the side, it was exactly as it always had…
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      15 – Words Whispered from Beyond Carry Dire Warnings

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      by Tower Curator “Heya,” Erika said, forcing a smile. “Who’s this?” Daniel walked up to Erika, where she was leaning up against the side of her pickup. He wasn’t alone. At his side, a girl who reminded Erika of a younger version of herself shuffled along. Not in that she looked like a smaller version of Erika, but that she seemed to be going through a phase that Erika had once visited during her middle school years. She wore a black dress with tiny white polka dots, dyed hair in short braids that rested…
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      We All Wear Masks18 – We All Wear Masks, Metaphorically Speaking

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      by Tower Curator “Honestly? It’s insane.” Daniel sat at the arcade’s new folding table, staring down at an entire posterboard he had created. It looked like an elementary school science fair project that was mostly done by the parents, except instead of science, this board was more like one of those red-string paranoia boards. He had his elbows on the table and his fingers digging through his short brown hair. “Someone just shows up and knows what you’re talking about? I don’t know half of what you’re…
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      19 – Secrets Unearthed and On Display

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      by Tower Curator Erika slipped her phone back into her jacket pocket after texting Anna and doing a quick search on this museum. It seemed like a fairly regular place, opening in the late eighties and closing for refurbishment twice. There were next to no news articles about the place. Nothing interesting happened to it recently or otherwise. Given that Erika came around the Lower West Side on occasion, she had probably driven past it without noticing multiple times. “You said you scouted the place,” Erika said,…
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      20 – Loose Lips Sink Ships

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      by Tower Curator Erika waited, back up against one of the walls, as she heard footsteps approach. The Stalker stood on the opposite side of the doorway, unnaturally still. Erika wasn’t even sure that she was breathing. Simone, either in a nervous tick or eager anticipation, flicked her butterfly knife open and closed repeatedly. The slight sound it made was as loud as thunder in Erika’s ears—she wanted to tell the woman to stop, but that would only make more noise at this point. Erika came here somewhat expecting…
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      21 – The Masks Are the People

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      by Tower Curator “The masks are the people,” Erika said softly. It was a disturbing implication, but the one that made the most sense with what information she had. “They don’t need to wear the masks, but doing so likely grants them some kind of resilience,” Erika said, glancing back over her shoulder. Simone and Michael were watching their captive. “I don’t know how else to explain them getting right up after being shot like nothing was wrong, but a few broken bones and that guy can barely…
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      22 – Captivating Captives

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      by Tower Curator Erika had never been to Egypt or anywhere, really. Exotic vacations to far-off countries weren’t exactly within the Walker family budget. She had seen plenty of pictures. Pyramids, statues, obelisks, all carved from that light-brown stone. Erika could easily believe that she had been transported across the world just by looking around her, and yet, it felt off. First and foremost was the darkness. Like it was some kind of massive cavern. The light from Erika’s phone provided the only real…
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      Answers to Questions23 – Answers to Questions Often Lead to More Questions

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      by Tower Curator “Looks like we got away just in time,” Simone said, hand to her brow as she peered down from the second story of the parking garage. The Museum, large and squat, was easy to see even with a few buildings obscuring parts of it from view. One street around its sides was visible, though it was a bit too far to really see. Flashing blue and red lights lit up the sides of the museum and the tops of the surrounding buildings. Police cars and ambulances filled the road. There were even firetrucks despite…
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