The house is currently under siege by renegade crickets. They blare their propaganda radio seemingly from the walls, hiding among the shadows, chasing us to the relative safety of the second floor. Kitty Xavier has been working hard to fight the terrorists - capturing rebels and torturing them for information. Those who don't give up information, are systematically dismembered and on occasion eaten (if I don't get to them in time). We recently discovered a barren battlefield in a remote section of the basement littered with bodies, it was a heinous scene of devastation. And as we surveyed the area, the rebel call could still be heard from nearby but nothing could be seen.
Rumors persist of a possible escalation in the fighting, with the possible use of chemical WMD.
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