fandomtownies | The Magic Box, Tuesday

Norman's usual contingent of Helpful Fandom Ghosts seemed to be in decent spirits (ha) this morning. They'd cheerfully informed him that nothing was lurking outside looking to kill him outright, though he might want to give any standing bodies of water a wide berth. They had no idea what that glow was all about, but they figured it would be better safe than sorry, right?

Norman was inclined to believe them, especially considering how sick Del had been. When the embodiment of insanity was practically turning inside-out about this place, erring on the side of caution seemed like the way to be.

Whatever this was, he didn't like it. And so he'd come in to work mostly to do some obsessive reading, to see if maybe any of the books could give him some insight as to what was going on out there.

[OOC: Open! And I'm done with the spam now!]