Where is Everybody? twenty nine.

Where is Everybody? Once again that question comes to plague my mind. With good reason. I miss Eloise. Yet I have effectively distracted myself well enough by keeping myself occupied with my insect friend and by eating and by burning. But the inevitable will inevitably drive us crazy. I don't know about the others, but I still want more than ever to know where the hell the rest of all sentient life on earth has gone.

Once again, I am curious about these odd dreams both of the "A" named ponies have been having lately. Who will get them next? Will somep-- somebody get them next? Or is it only for them on account of those things in their heads?

If that lady in the cerulean dress and silver jewelry and slippers is real, she may have something to do with this, or know something about it.

On to good news, She, (you know who) said yes! I could scarcely be happier.

"Oh, hello, William, what have you?"

"A sackful of beans! Hungry?"

"You bet! You want to come with me, don't cha?"

I was taken aback. It took me several minutes to catch up with what she had just said and read between the lines. That implication was gold.

Alright! I have scored royal. I now have myself a beautiful scaly lady on and by my side. I hope she feels the same way. We came cross the way and took a dip in the (turning green) swimming pool. The chlorine was just beginning to fade, yet the bucket was still there. I tried twisting the cap off, yet budge it would not.. She took it and did it for me. I shouldn't envy people for having hands, but they are simply too useful.

After an hour of handling a long rod and stirring, then waiting, I took a nosedive and let my instincts take over. Somehow muscle memory still works even after the old ones are completely gone. First swim in this new body. She did the same, and never looked more elegant than she did right there.

It was around dusk when in heard a metal clanking, and Alex, Sweet, and Anthony were standing at the rim glaring at us. They found out I scored. My response was to order them to tell Val so he could have his fill of my ecstasy.

Long story short, he did, and he went home with a bigger fill than he'd had in ages.

Something good may come out of this yet.

_--Will

Something interesting has happened. Our local ghoul has made himself a player. The sweet lady we have all come to appreciate has not faltered in her seemingly endless generosity, and that includes advances from the most questionable stallion here.

I'm glad for him. He has also said he might want to make arrangements to stay in the shack next door. Not a bad idea. Maybe the two of them can sleep there together and not bother the rest of us here. Too bad it couldn't have been over talkative Angela instead. Oh well.

Val De Lump has never had so much vigor in his step.

I have taken a liking to this bracelet they gave me, even though it inhibits my thaumic absorption. Fortunately with the others around, it only slows it rather than stops it. I know the point of giving me this, but this precious thing could be the last gift humanity ever gives me, and that's worth more than having a vigorous stride. It may also be a tracking device, but I'm not sure.

At least I'm not in that cavern being starved to death of raw power. Ugh, I get a headache just thinking about it. I read Will's diary (can I call it that?) and he felt like the wind had been sucked out of him, like he stepped into a humid room, or out into a hot climate from a cool room, and lost his breath in the process. I felt like a sledgehammer hit me, and suffered a bad migraine the instant I was in a thaumic free environment. The effect was much more severe with me than it was him.

I guess I'll turn in now. Joanna and Sweet have spent a day with the Hadleys and found some shoe shops. Guess laces will do us loads of good for something.

--Alex