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Harrison just came running in from the kitchen to show us this. I don't... I don't know what to make of it. There's something there, but who are they?

and why are they wearing a flightsuit?

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Hey, @dallas-ghostbusters , Emmett here.

I think I, uh, got something. Maybe? Maybe.

I took a look at that string of numbers Keith was talking about? I ran it thru a ton of cipher keys, and I finally got a coherent answer using the Polybius Cipher. (Considering the legend of Polybius, and whats been going on with Keith and the portal nonsense, this was more than a little. Odd.)

Does the word/name "Tiamat" mean anything to you guys?

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What was the most fun job you guys ever took?

OOH! Definitely the Port Townsend/Manresa Castle job.

Its an old seaport city in WA, and its got a lot of cool old Victorian-era buildings.

We went because of the trouble they were having with a few ghosts up at Manresa Castle, a really old manor turned monastery turned hotel.

The job itself was easy enough, though me and Madi got locked up in the tower at one point, which was a little scary (but tbh if I had to get stuck in a confined space with someone... it'd be Madigan lol). We ended up having to investigate at night, because strangely, we couldn't pick up readings or see the damn things during the day.

Honestly, it was a really fun job just because of how cool Port Townsend is! We got to take a ferry over there and back, and got to hang out on the beaches and stuff during the day! Its got a lot of cool little shops, and even cooler, its home to Fort Warden, which is the name of the military base that was built and in operation during WW2. It's all abandoned now, and its free to explore.

We got a lot of strange readings in the Forts, and we're definitely going back to check em out, see if we can't find something.

-Emmett

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Well. No sense in putting it off.

Here's our "official report" on what happened yesterday with the, um... the ghost.

It started easily and normally enough, me and Madi had set up in the kitchen, where the photo was taken.

We weren't getting anything through the box, and weren't having any luck. We were asking the standard questions, who they were, if they wanted anything, asking them to try and speak through the box.

We had almost given up, when we, uh, got a voice.

It was really faint, very scratchy and hard to hear through the static, but it clearly asked if we could hear it.

We responded yes (maybe too enthusiastically), and asked for their name, asked who they were.

It was quiet for a moment, and we worried we'd scared them, but then they replied.

"I'm sorry," they said, "I'm sorry."

They just kept repeating that over and over for almost a minute, and then kind of faded back into static, and were quiet. The voice sounded tired, like it'd been repeating this for a long, long time.

We asked again for their name, more cautiously, as we were more than a little put off by the previous response.

They came through again, more strained this time.

"Ty...balt."

Madi, at this point, gasped and grabbed my arm.

We asked him what he was doing back, if he knew why he was here, running through the standard questions again.

He was quiet again, for around a minute.

And then...

"I don't know... I don't know... I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I'm sorry," over and over again, he kept repeating this.

He got more hysterical, the words slurring together and rising in volume, speaking quicker and quicker, voice cracking and breaking in the white noise.

Me and Madi stood up, and began to back away from the box, that had now started to shake and glow with a faint violet light.

He was shouting now, voice panicked, repeating over and over that he was sorry, that he didn't know.

In a brilliant and quite honestly impressive burst of light and spiritual energy, the spirit box exploded. Within the lights and shadows of said explosion, I could see the form of what im assuming was Tybalt.

On cue, the power went out, and the firehouse was silent.

Elodie and Harrison showed up half an hour later to me and Madi huddled together on the couch watching snowboarding videos on his phone. They brought pizza, too, so that was cool. Mads managed to turn the power back on after a bit.

No further communication was made.

At least we know who it is now.

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We're now officially about to attempt contact. We've got our packs and traps at hand (along with some salt, just in case), and have everything set up.

Hoo boy. Alright. Here goes nothing.

Wish us luck 🎸⚡

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Hello, hello!

Welcome to the official blog of the Ghostbusters PNW Branch! We're located out of Seattle, WA, in the historic Firehouse No. 5.

Our team consists of four members:

🎸 Madigan Atwood (he/she)

💥 Elodie Okata (she/they)

⚡Emmett Hughie (he/him)

🐛 Harrison (they/them)

We're dedicated to busting ghosts, kicking ass, and learning all we can about the paranormal.

Feel free to shoot any of us a question about... well, just about anything! Cases, calls, stuff we should check out, favorite things, whatever! We're ready to believe you, and answer your queries.

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We've been picking up weird readings around the firehouse... nothing substantial, though. We'll keep you guys updated.