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Chapter 3 by tmd_HC

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Arrive and split up as always, one has a gun, one has a farnsworth, what could go wrong?

The crisp autumn air bit at my cheeks as Pete and I stepped out of the car and away from the Warehouse’s familiar warm charm. Ashtonville was charming enough, with brick sidewalks lined by colorful maple trees and quaint shops spilling over with pumpkins and gourds. But beneath the idyllic facade, a palpable tension hummed in the air. The usual fall Homecoming Week cheer seemed tinged with something… wilder.

“Alright,” Pete said, adjusting his jacket as he surveyed the bustling town square. “Split up? Cover more ground?”

I nodded. "Sounds good to me." I pulled out my phone and checked Artie’s latest update: a list of possible artifact locations, Jenny's Historic, the college library/bookstore, and something called the Pleasure Emporium. Two shops and a bookstore, “The shop itself is probably our best bet, but a library selling history seems intriguing, something about an antique books always peaks my interest and a hint of ‘unusual imports' can't hurt."

Pete grinned. “Unusual imports? Sounds like your kind of place.” He pointed towards a narrow street lined with Victorian houses draped in colorful fall foliage. "I’ll check out that Pleasure Emporium. You hit up Jenny's."

"Deal," I said, heading down Main Street toward the shop Artie had circled on his photo.

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