Twenty-Fifth Negotiations; Dictated.

[succubitch]

Every once in a while, I'm reminded of why I moved out of the castle. It sounds like you all just had a lot of fun with the last event they decided to pull on anyone. It sounds about as fun as it was that time the Castle decided to make our rooms all a projection of our inner psyche. Good times, as usual.

I guess the whole everyone being asleep and dreaming thing explains why the town felt like something out of the Twilight Zone though.