Hey, whoever's fighting that thing in Bryant Park, it just took a chunk out of the library, right on my and Fletcher's heads. We're mostly okay. Fletcher's leg is broken. We're in the Special Collections section, in the eastern corner of the basement. I've got the door wedged closed so you'll have to make it extra crystal clear when you come down ( Read more... )

I know my timing is crap, but I don't really care. I've had more important things to worry about lately than whatever new puzzles have popped up ( Read more... )

*The rage is so tightly controlled he could start screaming--or crying--any second.*

I want to make myself crystal fucking clear. To the two bastards that jumped my ten year old brother in the fucking elevator a half hour ago: When I'm done with you, you'll only wish I'd left you bloody and bruised on the floor ( Read more... )

Call me callous, but I guess I'm not as freaked out by this as everyone else. Somewhere a scientist is very pleased with themselves, and if I had the same outlook as that, I probably would have been too.

So instead of freaking out that it could happen, I'm more interested in why it happened. How long was he bitten for? Were there multiple bites? ( Read more... )

Alright, you bastards. I want to make one thing pretty goddamn clear ( Read more... )

Hey, you guys at the bar. Seventh Heaven, right? I need a favor. I've gotten my hands on something big here, and I need someone to take Fletcher in for a few days. Any takers?

See, this is why I've kept my neck out of these conspiracy theories. I've got more important things to worry about.

I can't be the only one that sees the connection between most of the missing people, can I?

Hey, Dr. Jackson, I still got something I need a hand with if you want to meet somewhere.

[On the front doors of the Library Hotel is a note that has absolutely nothing to do with the holiday at hand. It is, in fact, srs business, and all concerned should read it ( Read more... )

Well, won't things be interesting to watch from here on out. Will honesty be rewarded or punished? I'd rather not take the chance, really.

But I did discover one thing interesting...

Neville. If you're really military, stay away from my little brother. That's all I have to say to you anymore.

What is it about trying to do the people here a goddamned favor that makes people want to fuck you up?! First, that asshole Axel comes along and beats the shit out of me for a few lousy crates, and now this? That monster's going to just walk all over the work my brother and I have been pouring over for months, and then they're going to slap us in ( Read more... )