Something Wicked This Way Mailed, Part 5
Keeping up with our fans' creativity ended up being far more daunting than we ever imagined. For a while there, it was raining packages like frogs and lizards. Wait. That's a package full of frogs and lizards! Michael, you SO don't want to know how much intra-team taunting there was about sending you crickets. We couldn't possibly keep up with the duties of caring for the entire Technocolor Plague, so we sent a number of the critters on for adoption to other fans.
Worse horrors were waiting for us, including a magic amulet (!), stolen office documents (!!), a tutorial on how to make puzzles from red circled words (!!!), and a puzzle that has officially stumped the team (it might involve CALCULUS!!!!) It took us weeks to construct the responses after we woke up from the temporary comas, sorry the return fun took a bit longer than we anticipated. We think the lack of memory of calculus might be a sign we suffered some brain injuries from this experience. We hope it wasn't the frogs that did it to us.
A raven and a wolf, eh? I wonder who THAT could be from? Wait a second ... is the wolf wearing the same amulet in the package, the one that is way too cold even on a hot Florida day?
Wait a second ... someone ELSE is trying to blackmail us with stolen office documents!
We can only assume that these three examples have already been compromised, but how many more of our incriminating documents does Mapmaker have his hands on? The employees of GMD Studios can't wait to thank him personally for the new daily 5PM strip searches.
It gets worse: a package from an unknown person, with no return address ... just a pile of pages from 2600 Magazine with some random red circles. Nearly threw them away before it occurred to me, could these be a puzzle? I grab a page at random, and ponder whether or not there might be a hidden message in it for us.
As much as I'd love to report the details of the solution for the puzzle, that would give away more than enough information to stalk him. I think he gave us his social security number on one of these pages.
Meanwhile, another puzzle left us complete stumped, but at least it had a beat and we could dance to it. It sat like a Shoggoth in the middle of the office, taunting us to try to do anything about its horrible MATHINESS! We're pretty sure it is was the one that did the most brain damage, and sadly we have no choice but to offer up the victory to the community if they can solve it for us.
Whew.

Documents, sans post-its:
BCingU
CBingU
BeegeeingU
Holy crap, I didn't even notice the theme! *smack* You gotta get up pretty early to keep up. I guess I'm too accepting of surrealism at face value!
You *danced* to it?
o.o
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Now I'm curious to see you dance. ^.^