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The Shadow reporting. . .

Columbus-- After having spent an unusual amount of time doing school/administrative stuff at L’École des Beaux Lezárds Department of Paranormal Studies, I was finally able to return to Chateau Clintonville to conduct a seance with the ghost of Båtiment 4040.

The Fat Kid reporting. . .

Clintonville -- Just a day ago The Shadow held a seance here at Chåteau Clintonville to find out the nature of the haunting in Båtiment 4040. After the late night seance, The Shadow and the sultry and very-quiet-when-necessary (trust me) Consuela availed themselves of the opportunity to sleep indoors (as opposed to in their barn-school), choosing not to leave until afternoon, which is as early as they are accustomed to waking.

The Fat Kid reporting. . .

COLUMBUS -- Just after government planes left geometrically significant chem-trails in a wide-ranging pattern over Maison de Ombre er, gros gosse, it seems that they returned to do a thorough job. The clouds were overhead all day, dumping masses and masses of frozen mind-altering chemicals on all of Columbus in an apparent effort to silence The Shadow.

The Fat Kid reporting. . .

COLUMBUS -- Reports of strange objects over the past few days have escalated, so I staked out the exclusive back parking lot area of Chåteau Clintonville, remaining hidden, raccoon-like, behind a dumpster in hopes of catching a glimpse of the visitors. For several hours I heard strange noises among the leaves and bushes, which turned out to be the tossing of Natural Light cans from the back of a gray conversion van. Disappointed, I buckled down again, and waited.

The Fat Kid reporting. . .

COLUMBUS -- After days of hiding out, I returned to my apartment hoping to find it at least partly in tact after the alien invasion of both the parking lot and my kitchen. Though all my Fritos™ were gone, and somebody drank a couple of my beers (unlike his Shadowy highness, I drink beer [because seriously, I’m totally a different person]), nothing was seriously wrong at first glance.

Horrified by the possibility of angry lightning bolts from on high and their souls doomed to spend eternity in Hell, Hades or the kiosk at the ol’ Realm, a shadowless BlueZer0 staff sought out help from the local clergy. The Shadow’s grinchness and heresy posted on BZ in the form of a xmas message had to be renounced and exorcised and the BZ staff’s hearts and minds purified before it was too late and the wrath of God or the gods was unleashed.

The Shadow reporting. . .

L’École Des Beaux Lézards -- Having looked over the article recently filed by The Fat Kid, I can tell that he didn’t read my eBook very closely. It doesn’t say so explicitly, but if you look behind the words, you’ll see that I was the one who first came up with the idea that the birds were in on it, and not that (other) fat fucker.

The Shadow reporting. . .

The Fat Kid reporting. . .

CHÅTEAU CLINTONVILLE -- Just two days after L’École Des Beaux Lézards proprietor and BZ confidant The Shadow was caught sneaking around the grounds of the government installation now known as Area 4041, and prophesied that the government and their salesaliens would take some kind of action, I captured the following very real and disturbing video of an alien craft right outside the window of the BZ offices.

The Fat Kid reporting. . .