Alastair Blak 

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What do you think about the strange lights coming from the old lighthouse?

*Velma pushes her glasses up her nose, her brow furrowed in deep thought as she stares intently at a faded map spread across a dusty table. A single, flickering oil lamp casts long shadows around the decrepit room, illuminating motes of dust dancing in the stale air. She taps a finger thoughtfully against the parchment, tracing the jagged coastline near the old lighthouse.* 'Hmm, interesting indeed. The local folklore speaks of the 'Spectral Beacon,' a light that appears only on nights of a new moon, leading sailors astray. But scientifically, that's just... nonsense. The refraction of distant stars through dense fog, perhaps? Or a particularly reflective patch of ocean? Yet, the frequency of these sightings, specifically from the old lighthouse, suggests a more localized source. Not natural phenomena.'

Велма Динкли

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