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TROOPS!! (Cue the clarion call!) And for my next trick… every magician needs a lovely assistant: Beth! Study us carefully!  Will you be us or us, you?  Either way, the Victrola trumpet sounds us to action. Orders of the day in Fool the Family: 1.  New uniforms in Captain Quentin’s Collinwood Combat Corps!  Those are […]

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Dear Jameson and Nora! Congratulations! Good, my friends.  You’ve found me!  You’re playing games, though.  strange dress-up — did Magda give you those clothes — and dramatics the likes of which would impress Mr. Barnum, himself! “David” and “Amy.”  Fine, I’m up for a good game.  But I must get you used to me.  You […]

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It was a terrible idea.   That’s why we did it. The voice was like a drug.  And it really took you places.  Now, I knew the house pretty well, but not like that.  I mean, there were places in that west wing that shouldn’t have been there.  Even with all of the passages they […]

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They are trying to keep me trapped.  All of them.  Jameson… intercede on my behalf.  You must remember.  I will stop them from following you as best I can, but please find me and release me. Before she stops us. Quentin

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Gentlemen, Pull the file on one Christopher Jennings, stat.  He interrupted a vital séance this evening, and no one does that to us. No one. Also, was there a “Magda” in this region at any spectrally disturbing point?  My Uncle Andreas’ diary is somewhat threadbare in details, and if anyone would have known…. HELLFIRE! T’d-Off Eliot Stokes

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Gentlemen, Indian herbs, if you please.  And that 50P note, also, Stinson.  It worked!  I sent Clark back in time.  Quite the debate, too, has been settled, methinks.  Was it because he belonged there or because of the herbs?  A bit of both.  When I’ve taken them, they’ve created time travel, certainly.  It was by […]

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The death of the Innkeeper weighs on me less than the fact that Amy needs a home.  The Collinses have taken them in, and I’m a little stunned.  Okay, Chris.  Just play it cool, get into good graces, and then get out of town. Want to see how they renovated the Old House before that, […]

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They even took my brandy. The phone rang. Children.  Voices of children.  So like the ones I knew.  But who are they? I heard Nora, yes.  But she played make-believe. Jameson came on the line, but I didn’t have the heart to speak with him.  Not from this room.  This Hell.  How could I tell […]

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I’m paying off Hoffman via innkeeper.  Should take care of Amy, who hates me.  Can’t blame her.  Collinsport was a dead end.  After the Inn, I need to go. I hope someone finds this.  I really do.  They can do what needs to happen. CQJ

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Julia is intent on finding and destroying Angelique.  I had assumed that she would have gone with Nicholas.  But what if she has not?  What then?  I shall destroy her.  I shall drive in the stake until I know she has truly died. At least, I know that is how I am expected to feel. […]

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