Vol. 2 No. 4 (Winter Solstice 2024)

In this issue, a doctor visit is kinda awkward, and someone gets to dream they’re a furry.

Featuring the stories: Jaguar Herpes, Wicked Talents, And in Dream I, and Twenty Thousand Units Down, as well as a poem.

Jaguar Herpes: She gives him a look as though she’s puzzling something out, tilting her head and putting a hand to her chin.

Wicked Talents: I could be making it up. He should not trust me. But I am learning today that I exude a very trustworthy aura—more-so than is always warranted. He asks, “So, what the hell happened? What do they think you did?”

And in Dream I: Today at work was hell. Stefan called in and Emile and Mariana didn’t cover, so there was no one forklift certified on the shift. No shit we’re not going to have any fork operators if they keep firing them for finding any criminal record, everyone saw this coming, everyone would take the guy who did time for trespassing over having nobody at all.

Twenty Thousand Units Down: Do you have the documentation for the room below level 4? One of my testers was noclipping below the level and found the room, none of us knew it existed until today when she found it and asked about it. We don’t know of a way to access the room by ordinary in-game means, but the contents of the room are definitely a concern.

A Poem: A poem written sometime in the last month probably.