[center][color=darkgray][b][sub]C H A P T E R  T W O : MISTLE MISTERY  [/sub][/b][/color]
[b][color=Indianred][sup][h1]RENEE'S FARM[/h1][/sup][/color][/b][/center]
[center][url=https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=W6UsPFERYnY]AMBIENCE[/url]

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[COLOR=Indianred][INDENT][B][SUP][SUB][H3]FARMHOUSE[/H3][/SUB][/SUP][/B][/INDENT][hr][/COLOR][INDENT][INDENT][sup][color=darkgray]February 24[sup]rd[/sup], 2057  |  10:37am[/color][/sup][/INDENT][/INDENT]
The abandoned gas station of the wayside farmers was coming into view through the front windows of the Commune’s van, driven by Erik. It was business as usual, despite the potential loss of some long standing members. There were groups of Revenants tending to the animals, the crops and a slew of other jobs. A farmer’s life was hard work. It almost made one forget they were resurrected as immoral beings, controlled by a parasite which latched itself onto the heart. 

It was a peaceful existence for the most part. The number of Lost around these parts was extremely low. In fact it was not completely unthinkable to say that some of the people living there had never seen one in the flesh. 

The members of the Commune followed Renee to one of the sheds. They received shameless once overs from most of the people they passed. Out in these parts the way they dressed, their profession and the composition of the group earned quite a few stares. Juice and Akaia especially were regarded with both suspicion and awe. 

[color=Slateblue]“They look at every stranger like that.”[/color] Renee explained while they followed her inside the shed. 
[color=Slateblue]“Most of us thrive on routine, we only change with the seasons. When something breaks the daily grind the whole community is shaken.” 

“I for one find this kind of life incredibly dull. It’s why I always volunteer to go on exchange runs.”[/color]

Renee pulled out a hand drawn map of the area where they believed the group had gone missing. Several points of interest were previously investigated while others were still to be explored. Her finger rested on a place marked as the Howling Pit.