I open the ridiculously rge door to the museum and come inside. The sound of the door still echoing across the massive hall that the museum is. There’s not a lot of people here. Cssical music can be heard on the speakers on the ceiling. …there’s a lot of random things on the walls. I see pictures of dogs and funny cats on the walls. I see an actual painting but it’s minuscule compared to an extremely rge image of a guy preparing to eat pancakes. And uhh… who is this guy? According to a nearby Uberling it’s a historical figure who helped found Uber Superb Wack(y) Town. Interesting, I wish he was real.

  All of a sudden when I'm observing the paintings, I hear a loud “Hey!” from the other side, it also echoes across the hall. I turn around and I see Lord Holiday waving at me. He’s the second person to approach me so far. I make my way towards him and prepare for the inevitable conflict. He's way more menacing than he should be. He's wearing tuxedo pants and a green ugly sweater but he has a dark green hood that's so dark inside that I can only see his red glowing eyes. “Haven’t seen you around these parts, call me Lord Holiday, I run the events in this town, and no I'm not just here for the holidays, I'm here all the time. That's what the previous event coordinator failed to do and let's just say we had to throw him off the grid for his unethical practices. He had it coming, but I digress.”. This disturbed me. He felt too natural. Everything on this isnd felt off but Lord Holiday sounded like a normal person. I just had to ask him, “You don't seem right.” I said. “What are you talking about? I'm fine.” He responded. I go on, “You seem more… lively.”. “It’s you who seems off, will you even remember this?” Lord Holiday asked. “Will you?” I countered.

  That was the moment I realized that he was not any ordinary person. Who knows that my future holds now. Lord Holiday took a step back, trying to process what I just said. He recomposed himself and approached me with a lower tone and finally told me the truth about this town. “Listen carefully because I will only repeat myself once… okay, I will tell you this. I am here, but I am also somewhere else. I am two different bodies with a split soul and same consciousness. You need to find my other body. This world will not let me say where my other body is but you need to find it yourself. I pretend to fit in because I fear what this world would do to me if I don't. You will not be the first to find ‘it’ but you may be the first to purposefully find it. You need to find it though, then we will advance.”. “Find what?” I said. “You’ll know. Invisible wormholes of corrupt spacetime are scattered everywhere here. Hiding inside of random things. The right one will teleport you somewhere. A familiar face will be inside to bring you here, Although i can't guarantee you will be sent to the right pce. We do not have them… controlled yet. The world's influence wont let me speak in detail. But we can speak freely there. It is a pce which defies the ws of this town. Only one wormhole leads there. The only way to access it is either accidentally or intentionally. You will be doing this intentionally.”. I knew something was off about this pce from the start but now that i’ll know the absolute truth, now that i have a clear goal, i must march forward. “I will avenge us.” I decred. “Good Luck. Also, watch your back for those Aeths. I have a feeling one of them will bring you here.” His st words were before i went outside to reach Aeths house.

  When I started walking there, I heard someone catch the door. It was Lord Holiday seeing me approach the house. My march to his house was shrouded in triumph and pride. All I heard from him was “I wouldn't go in there if i were you!”.