Scream in the Mountains
Since the final production touches are falling into place for Book 2, it's time for us to start shutting up here at Schmeldritch (except for the occasional post about what amazing packages we're receiving from you!) I warned you that these interludes weren't very long.
We are absolutely psyched (and probably psycho) about what we have in store for you next. After all, if we aren't driving you absolutely paranoid about things going bump in the night by Halloween, we'll have missed a golden opportunity. Some of the team, though, think we might have finally gone too far, that our production plans might be too outrageous for rational minds to consider!
We're going to ask some people to take October 26, 27, and 28th off from their jobs and families and travel somewhere remote and inconvenient? And some of them should even bring backcountry gear for a day even deeper in the wilderness? All so that they can have the most immersive weekend horror experience any ARG has ever dared contemplate? Madness! We've gone too far! Storytellers were never meant to fiddle with such things! We should seriously consider insuring the participants' lives against the potential of death by fright!
It's too late. The train has already left the station.