Half Fish
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«Scene: Cysero, Memet, Voltaire, and the Hero are investigating the staff building, when Voltaire notices something.»

Aurelio Voltaire: One of these keys is missing… someone must have taken a boat!

Hero: If that's the case then we'll find the boat out on the lake… and hopefully whoever took it, too.

«Cysero glows with triumph.»

Cysero: I KNEW it! I KNEW Lake Gonnagetcha would be involved!

Hero: …eh? Why's that?

Cysero: Because that story Voltaire told us isn't Shrade's REAL origin.

Aurelio Voltaire: Oh, really? Well, why don't you enlighten us?

«Zoom in to Cysero.»

Cysero: Well! To start with, did you know there's a secret city of eldritch fish people under the waters of the lake?

Hero: (off-screen) …no, there's not.

Memet: No, that part's atually true!

Cysero: AHEM.
Cysero: Anyway. Years ago, there was a cook who worked at the camp who fell in love with one of them.

«Zoom out to our campers.»

Hero: With… one of the fish people?

Cysero: YES! Naturally, the resulting kid was pretty strange-looking.

Aurelio Voltaire: Hold on - this is giving me a great idea for a song!

Cysero: She hid his face behind a mask, so the scandal wouldn't be discovered.
Cysero: But, of course, that couldn't last forever.
Cysero: People found out, and a mob's gonna do what a mob's gonna do…
Cysero: Torches, pitchforks, the whole shebang.
Cysero: The kid survived… but his mother didn't.
Cysero: One by one, he took revenge on them all. And he developed a taste for it.
Cysero: He's stalked the camp ever since, hiding in the woods until it's time to claim his next victim.

Memet: And then stealing a boat so he can visit his dad.

Hero: I… don't think that's what's happening here.

Aurelio Voltaire: Maybe. Or maybe not. There's only one way to find out!

Hero: Let's head to the lake.

«Scene fades.»


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