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[In the center of camp, there is a bulletin board. Beneath the bulletin board is a large medical kit. Much like the other two, it has a number pasted on the side in medical tape - "VII." It's also filled to the brim with what one would expect from a med kit. However, unlike the other two, this kit is already open, making today's print out ridiculously hard to miss.
Attached to the bulletin board itself is a note that looks a bit crinkled, as though it were written in haste:
"Yes that is for fucking real and no it is not the goddamn Lorax"
When was this kit delivered and note posted? It's hard to say. Whoever did it did it quickly enough and slipped back into the crowd just as fast. It is a bit distracting out here after all, what with the clock still ticking . . . ]
Attached to the bulletin board itself is a note that looks a bit crinkled, as though it were written in haste:
"Yes that is for fucking real and no it is not the goddamn Lorax"
When was this kit delivered and note posted? It's hard to say. Whoever did it did it quickly enough and slipped back into the crowd just as fast. It is a bit distracting out here after all, what with the clock still ticking . . . ]