# what remains to be done in which it turns out what remains to be done feels terrifying and freaky arts say the sudden pressing need to immediately nail all the doors and windows shut before sunset you heard right best get to it researcher dusk approaches and they will be arriving soon i hear you knocking by smiley lewis starts to play in the lab background over the sound of horrible low moaning in the middle distance // [[republic of bob contents | imaginary pastime republic of bob]]