so new plan, tomorrow me and tommy are gonna head into the busy streets and ask around with photo evidence if anyone has seen dream lurking. just one sighting to keep the families at ease, some kind of light at the end of this tunnel. of course this is after tommy takes me to his favourite eat out, cinnamon donuts with pure black coffee.. how this man can eat with such a force on the loose is beyond me. anyways, dream, we will find you, if not us the k9s, pretty funny name for a killer though.. first step is the cookie factory, evidence shows that is your last location. but you already knew this didn't you. you're five steps ahead.

okay finally i can get through to someone! people at the office here are hypnotized with coffee beans and newspaper articles. constant chatter with the faint noises of typewriters eventually will get to you. take my word. headlines reading.. DREAMLIGHT, ex fog haunter.. or maybe the ghost of dbd, not sure what suits better for my paper but regardless im not paid enough here to do the dirty work. hundreds of papers on my desk trying to figure out this dudes motive, what drives them. is it the temptation to return to the oceanic fog, or just some mindgame that we've become victim towards.. if i don't find this quick ill be demoted or worse on a basement hook.

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