This might sound crazy, but I’m totally serious. Everyone’s singing, and super well too, like they never could before. It’s like they’ve all been turned into a musical! There’s this blue slime in everyone’s coffee!!! I’ve been trying to hide out in this kooky professor’s bunker, but I have no idea where he’s gone. Come to think of it…I haven’t checked on Charlotte and Sam in a bit too. I should do that…before I go, if you’re reading this, and not, you know, singing it, like those fucking monsters, save yourself, get to a secure place, before it’s too late!! If you’re reading this outside of Hatchetfield, SEND HELP. It can be a plane, a car, a helicopter…anything will help.