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Good morning, Sleepers! Have a nice nap? I hope so, because there are a few things we need to go over now that you’re conscious. Seriously, take the time to read this and save all of us a few headaches. 1. Murder is still against the law. Whatever twisted reasoning you’ve got going on in your head, you might think that only counted in your dreams. It doesn’t. Don’t even dare try it. We will catch you and you will be punished. 2. Pay attention to curfew. If the lights dim and go all kind of amber-like? You’re out too late. Only authorized personnel are allowed out After Hours. If you’re caught, you will be escorted back to your quarters and given a warning. 3. Your dreams are not real. This one is hard for a lot of people. Trust me. I know. That doesn’t mean you should act on anything you think you might know from them. Chances are only the most common of sense still holds true here (which doesn’t include your names). If you insist that your dreams are real and try to force this opinion on others, the guard force will act. 4. Don’t forget your ID. If you haven’t found it yet, it should be next to your bed inside your quarters. These are necessary to get into many major establishments around here, including your own rooms. Try not to lock yourselves out. That said, we’re all in this thing together and I’m here to help you. If you have questions or need clarification on any point, reply to this bulletin and I’ll get back to you at my earliest convenience. - Rep. Anselmo, Guard Force

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I'm willing to run with it if you are. 2. Ever heard that old line about some rules being meant to be broken? 3. Right. An ominous fact. To be a patron? Sure, sign me up.

Sure, why not. Not like we can change it now or anything. 2. Sure. These aren't those rules. 3. You'll get it eventually. Sylvester Wilton, right? I might just do that.

2. That makes them unfun rules. 3. I'm counting the hours. Go ahead. I can eat candy all day long.

2. Rules aren't there for your amusement, they're there for safety. Didn't your mother ever warn you about saving your dessert for last?

2. So if there's no monsters lurking around to make it unsafe, why the curfew? Nope! No mother.

2. Just because there aren't monsters doesn't mean it's always safe. Aunt? Older maternal figure?

2. Not safe how? Nope and nope.

2. Chances are you'll never have to find out. I find that hard to believe.

2. What if I want to find out? Call me Curious George. My issues are daddy-related.

2. You'll have to hope to get lucky. Then you'd be Lucky Lucy. It's always something.

2. That would be my brother. Of course it is. You're surprised by that?

2. Sure it would. Not at all. Just noticing the common denominator.

2. Lucy's his nickname. Good for you, observing the obvious!

2. Middle school must have been hell. It's one of my many, many talents.

2. You have no idea. I'm almost afraid to ask what the others are.

Well, there's getting dressed in the morning, tying my shoes, knowing how to feed myself just to name a few.

Is there where I ask whether you put on shows?

Sorry, private showings only. You have to know people who know people, that kinda thing.

You must have some pretty empty rooms, then, seeing as how we're all so new. Or d'you let your mooks in? Tell me something: do they take off their helmets while they're watching?

Only if they feel like wearing the paper bags instead.

Please tell me they at least got little happy-faces on the front of them.

Yup, with actual holes for their eyes and everything.

Oh, good. At least that way you don't have to work to an unhappy crowd.

Unhappy? No, my friend, the crowd loves me.

I hope they pay you well.

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