🎭 Beyond the Veil
The lake’s surface rippled beneath Fluffy’s paws as he crossed, the impossible made possible. On the far shore, the pavilion’s doors swung open, welcoming him inside.
The interior was grander than it had seemed from across the water, walls draped in cobwebs and shadow, lit only by the pale harvest moon filtering through broken windows. But it was the walls themselves that caught his attention. Every surface was covered in art, layers upon layers of paint and spray, tags overlapping tags, messages written and rewritten. Some were faded, ancient. Others looked fresh, still dripping.
One piece stood out among the chaos: a painted cat, bold and bright against the weathered stone. Its eyes seemed to follow Fluffy as he approached, and beneath it, scrawled in hurried strokes, were numbers, coordinates, perhaps, or a code.
“Someone left this here,” Fluffy whispered, tracing the lines with his paw. “But where does it lead?”
The painting felt deliberate. Not just art, but a message, a marker left by someone who wanted to be found. Or perhaps, wanted something to be seen. The coordinates pointed somewhere far to the north. A real place, waiting in the waking world.
If he could find where this mark was made, he’d see the next piece of the puzzle.
Author’s note: Use submit <lat> <lon> to submit the coordinates.