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Posted: Tue Oct 11, 2016 7:11 pm
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"Yeah, I'm a weirdo. I like bitter stuff more than sweet. I was the weird kid who didn't want a piece of cake at the birthday party." Jordan took another small sip. The coffee was too hot, but he liked it just short of burning.
"Yeah, probably wise." Jordan put his phone on the table where he could casually glance at the time, and pulled a notebook out of his backpack. "Seriously, thank you for the coffee."
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About ten minutes before closing time, he casually flipped his notebook shut and tucked it and his textbook away into the backpack, gathering his stuff up as though he was planning to leave. He picked up his phone from the table and angled it at Horace, displaying the time for him, a silent signal that it was time for them to find somewhere to not be seen. Something occurred to him then, and he took a moment to switch his phone to silent vibrate mode before slipping it into his pocket again.
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Posted: Tue Oct 11, 2016 7:35 pm
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Horace leaned back in his chair, texting, as Jordan got up. A few seconds later, Jordan's phone would buzz.
Quote: To:Jordan looks like best bets are upstairs study room, downstairs bathroom, or upstairs closet - think it's unused. what do you think, wanna hide together?
Then he gathered up with book, packing it away and stood. Then, with a nod at Jordan, he ambled off, just out of view of the desk staff and waited for a text back.
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Posted: Tue Oct 11, 2016 7:43 pm
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Posted: Wed Oct 12, 2016 7:54 pm
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Jordan slipped out after Horace, and opened his own backpack to pull out a notebook, a small flashlight, and what looked like a keychain light. "I downloaded a thermal camera app on my phone to check for weird hot or cold spots," he said. The flashlight and keychain got tucked into the front pocket of his hoodie. He was a little dubious about the actual effectiveness of the app, but it was worth a look, right? He turned the phone on and pulled the app up; pointing it at Horace got him a multicolored, human-shaped blob. "Check it out, it at least sort of works."
He closed the study room door behind them quietly. "You said you heard about a ghost up here, right? Might as well start where we are." He turned in a slow circle, watching the phone's screen for any anomalies, and said, "12:17 AM, upper floor of Rider-Waite College Library. Are there any presences here with us?We're not looking for any trouble, we just want to communicate."
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