Time to go.

I would attempt to identify this girl, but that is precisely what she does not want, so I will respect her wishes.

Remember to attend the rally tonight at 6! We will remain quiet no longer.

I have begun a community, hearst_helpers, for those of you not from Hearst to work together to understand whatever Veronica's investigation turns up next.

Here at Hearst, we have other ways.

Good news: Veronica's desktop has been restored!

Bad news:



The video earlier this week made me sick. This just breaks my heart. Once people see this, they will not be able to remain quiet any longer. This has to stop.

I can no longer access the Case Notes. I do not know who Mac is, and I do not know his real name.

So I have instead been staring at this puzzle, which has been updated along with the restoration, just as the unknown ally said.

Does anyone know this girl? Has anyone heard from her? Seen her?

It's all gone. But for something of interest on the desktop.

I am scared.

Current Mood: scared

I feel kind of stupid. Veronica figured out the code. It was rather simple, really. Atomic symbols. Of course.

At Club Dada, she discovered more articles and another code.

Reading the articles, I realized why the name Bill Myers sounded so familiar. That car crash. He and his poor girlfriend. The night of the Pi Sig halloween party. What a horrible accident.

I wonder why Veronica was given these clippings. I need to look at this code. I can figure this one out myself, I think.

I apologize for not having updated. Things have been rather puzzling lately. Veronica has stumbled upon the note Steven mentioned earlier that threatened Sally's well-being. Steven seems to have received another note threatening his own. It is signed "V.E." Who is V.E.? What is V.E.?

Also, it seems there is a new player in town.

Someone is leaving Veronica coded messages that direct her to newspaper clippings from the past. I vaguely recall the incident in question, but hazing hospitalizations feel almost routine. That name, though, Bill Myers, sounds familiar.

Just today, though, Veronica has been directed to another coded message. This one is not so easy to crack, it seems. The numbers come out to 194, but 194 what? Room 194? This is perplexing.

Be safe at the parties this weekend, friends.

I am sorry, Steven, that we could not do more.

Puzzling.

Does anyone recognize the voice? I don't think it matters, really. I believe him. I can hear it in his tone. He saw Steven, even though he doubts it.

Veronica will find him. She has to. He'll be okay. He has to be.

I don't know why I'm so worried about this guy I hardly know. I think it is because of what he represents.

Speak not, or forever lose your peace.

Current Mood: distressed

Hearst at night is an unnatural beast. In your typical quiet neighborhood nestled within the cozy confines of American suburbia, one could stroll for hours, alone, musing upon the vagaries of life and the inevitability of death.

At Hearst, you could do the same thing, but you will never be alone.

They say your years at college are the best years of your life, and that is because the college atmosphere encourages you to embrace life. The days are filled with studies, classes, intellectualism, not the rigorous monotony that will characterize your working life. The taxing responsibilities of being an adult are far in the future.

The night brings freedom. Under the cloak of darkness, you shed your academic hood and live. Living, to be sure, is a very popular activity. You cannot go five minutes walking past midnight without encountering a fellow Rough Rider. The nocturnal habits of the college student are not unique to Neptune, but here at Hearst, we create hope, and where else does hope thrive but in the darkness? I choose to believe that we are special.

The night brings freedom. It brings life. It brings hope. It also brings what the newspapers would rather not have you read about. What the administration would rather not have you talk about.

The night brings wolves.

Current Mood: contemplative

By hook or by crook, I was able to access Veronica's Case Notes. It seems Steven never made it to their meeting. This, in addition to what she seems to be finding out about Zeta Theta Mu, increases my fear for his well-being.

It pains me immensely not to be able to do anything. Godspeed, Veronica.

Current Mood: helpless

Steven has not appeared in class recently. I am beginning to get worried. I can only hope Veronica is not unaware of his plight. Her reputation precedes her.

Current Mood: worried

Steven needs our help.

Perhaps I should introduce myself.

I am The Shadow.

The introduction is over.

Current Mood: mysterious