As Anepou left the meeting, his phone buzzed in his pocket. He frowned a little, and pulled it out, his eyes narrowed. He had received a text message with some coordinates. Well, this, in in of itself, was harmless and easy. He eyed them, and headed to the location he had received, his head tilted as he moved. It had been an odd day already, he was not coping well with the stress of post-hurricane, but maybe this work assessment thing would make him feel better.
He arrived on the location, and found a box. He studied it carefully, and noticed that his phone had buzzed again. He checked to make sure it didn't have box related information. When he saw a second coordinate set, he put it in his pocket again until he'd dealt with the box. After very careful examination, to verify no traps, he slowly opened it and found... a locked cellphone. He stared at it for a long moment, then carefully picked it up, and put it in his pocket, before heading off to coordinate location two.
When he arrived in location two, he eyed the, once again, closed box. Clearly whoever was setting this up either had no imagination or didn't feel like making it a challenge to GET their items. He shrugged, checked again for traps... It never hurt to be too careful... And then he opened it, to find a runic flash drive. He blinked, then found a spot to sit down and examine his things. It was time to get cracking
THIS IS HALLOWEEN: Crossroads
This is Halloween Crossroads
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