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Walter was still reeling from the conversation he’d had with the city council president. She seemed to be under the impression that he was going to be doing free work for her, which in his mind was a very strange request from the city council, and while it did set off some alarms in his head that something in this town was not right, he needed to focus on one thing at a time.
He’d been told outright that he wasn’t going to find what he was looking for in the museum. But he needed to get all the information he could. And so, after finding no one at the front desk he made his way into the gift shop, where he did finally find someone who worked here. Walter had done this many times before that it became a muscle memory at this point, “Excuse me, my name is Walter Perez. I’m wondering if I could ask you some questions about the museum, and maybe about lore in Port Vale as a whole? I’m collecting information for an article I’m writing.”