Fifty-Second Journal Entry

[puzzledprof]

[Layton is sitting calmly in a room, peering into a microscope. There's a cup of tea and some precariously stacked notebooks nearby. He leans back in his chair and sighs.]

This would be much more interesting if I knew anything about biology, I'm sure.

[Layton stretches, and then suddenly his eyes go wide and in an instant, he

Comments

[turneverystone]

Hear what?

[puzzledprof]

That laughter. Did you not hear it?

[turneverystone]

No, I didn't hear anything...

[puzzledprof]

It must have been my imagination, then. ...I don't know why I would be remembering them now, though.

[mansae]

Hear what?

[puzzledprof]

The laughter.

[mansae]

I didn't hear anything like that...

[puzzledprof]

Then it must have been my imagination.

[yankeedoodledr]

...you alright over there?

[puzzledprof]

I am. I just thought I heard a monster.

[yankeedoodledr]

Must've been a very polite monster, I didn't hear a thing.

...sounds like a lot of people are getting spooked.

[puzzledprof]

Then it's as I thought, I just imagined the whole thing.

There was that scream over the communicator. I'm afraid I haven't paid much attention to it lately other than that.