I seem to be back from my captivity, however the Malnosso have upped their productivity. In what, you ask? Their unending task! The task of giving us ridiculous effects upon our return.

I'm not a bard of olden times, I just really can't stop these rhymes.

[Scully will be hiding out. Probably for a while. 8| Stupid mallynap effect!]

[There is a redheaded woman walking into the village today - however, she almost looks like a zombie, with the way she's shufflin'!

No, Scully isn't a zombie, but she certainly feels like it. She'll be shuffling over to the tea shop, hoping to relax for a little while with a nice cup of Chamomile and something to eat.

Once her journal is back next to her, she'll record something.]

Remind me not to go back to any ruins anytime soon. I think I'm getting too old for any of that.

[The last experiment was... not so nice for Scully. Between appeaeing as her dead dog and singing in Korean, it was not a good week.

So her voice comes on the network with a single request:]

Tell me a joke, Luceti. I don't care how bad. I definitely need some humor though.

Has anyone decided on if they're going home, or with someone else yet? Is anyone excited to be showing someone close to them what their home is like?

Good evening, Luceti. My name is Dana Scully. I'm a medical doctor here at the main clinic, and... well, I guess this is a general announcement that I'm also available for any immediate medical attention that anyone might have. You can contact me through the journals, or you can find me in my room. I'm located in Community House seven, second floor, room seven.

I'd also like to extend out that I'm also a capable scientist to a degree, and if, for whatever reason, those skills are needed, you may seek me out for that as well.

[There's a pause for a moment.]

In any case, I'd like to ask the locals that have been here longest if... there's any place to really get a good bite to eat. Or, well, how good the pizza is here.

[Voice] So what happens here at Valentines? Anything festive like there was for the new year? I don't suppose it's anything like where I'm from with people fighting over flower arrangements and candy, is it?

[Yes, that's a very Serious Question.]

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[Action]

[Scully will be getting candy for... uh, herself. Maybe a little for her favourite partner in the FBI, but mainly for herself. Might as well indulge a little, right? Catch her anywhere, but she'll be ultimately locked with Mulder.]

Okay, if there's only one of these New Feather cycles, why are there so many people? Furthermore, why do they not have wings?

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[Scully will be trying to figure out what's going on by investigating around the village. Feel free to confuse her further!]

[Awaking with a start in an unfamiliar place was really not cool, especially considering it's snowing and she's in summer clothes she would never be caught dead wearing as it is, and the fact that she was pretty much dying probably 10 minutes ago. What is this?

For anyone seeing the journal entry itself, the pages for her own are getting wet with melting snowflakes, and an accidental brush of the voice recorder as she's flipping through everything gives you:]

You have got to be kidding me.

[Scully is in shock at WHAT IS THIS, other than the afterlife.]