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Every person who happens to have received one of the unaddressed pumpkin baubles begins to feel oddly strange. You find yourself growing more irritable and restless. You’re finding it difficult to sleep and when you do manage to sleep, your dreams are plagued with nightmares. The weird symptoms don’t fade when you power up - you’re just as irritable, if not even more, when you roam the streets as your alter ego. What's gotten into you all of a sudden?
She didn't know what it was. Perhaps it was simply the weather. The changing of fall to winter. Or the fact that school was seeming harder and harder... but Sinead had been finding it more difficult to sleep. It was starting to make her short-tempered, irritable...Angry. Enough so that even Oracle had begun to walk on eggshells around her.
It wasn't her. She knew it. But...she didn't know the how or the why, and she didn't know how to make it better. But she did know when it started. It all started the day, well night, she received the card. The card and the pumpkin. The cute little porcelain pumpkin which now held pride of place on the center of the top of her desk.
She tossed and turned this way and that. It seemed like it was going to be another sleepless night. And it would probably be a bust for trying again. She was restless. And enough so that tossing and turning didn't sound all that pleasant to her. Be a part of the war. Or at least do something to learn the facts for herself and make up her own mind.
It was time for a patrol.