The Arms Hotel Lobby, Tuesday

[scary_jeff]

After coming in from Turtle's room, Jeff halted mid-slightly-belated sprint into the lobby. By his side, Nana did much the same.

Gunther was up to something. He could tell.

It may have been the giant gingerbread monstrosity that was starting to pull together into some kind of shape.

It may have just been his face.

Paranoia rarely told much of a difference.

Welcome to the Arms Hotel!
Today's Specials:
Beware the German
Chef, he appears to
be plotting something
nefarious

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