Alright. The first thing I should do is talk to the mayor since he will definitely know the pce inside out. As I pass the inftable tube men I notice an uberling just standing outside Aeths house. No words, just standing out there. I approached the mayor, he's not like the others at all. He was a completely faceless red figure who wore a western sheriff's uniform and hat, something one of those cowboys would wear. The only one here that seemed to have a mouth is Artar, surprisingly.. I wonder if this sheriff mayor hybrid’s also carrying an iron. That's not relevant though. Looks like there's a badge on his coat but I can't tell what it reads. The Mayor’s surrounded by idling people who seem to work for him, they are also faceless and are made of a single color, except they are varying colors. One has wings and another has a sword. Why would the mayor have so many bodyguards? They can't be, they would not let me waltz in front of him like that. They are probably just his friends. I'll have to watch my words to avoid getting jumped by multiple people.

  As I approach the mayor. He looks at me somberly, his body nguage physically looks down. He's leaning against the museum's exterior wall. I try to emute his body nguage to get something out of him. After a moment of silence. He takes a small tissue bag out of his pocket and lends a tissue for me to take. I awkwardly take a tissue and put it in my pocket because I do not know what else to do with it. The mayor does respond to this and puts it back in his pocket. It takes a minute but he finally speaks. “The murderer is here, he’s lurking in the shadows like a coward. You need to find him”. I ask “why me?”. The mayor pauses for a second. “Ubington Did not deserve it.” Well I guess I have nothing else to do here so I might as well help this poor mayor out. “Well, any information about him?” I ask. “None, this person is shrouded in mystery. It could be you, it could be me! It could even be someone watching us as we speak!”. I have to say “So no evidence, i just have to judge if people are the murderer of this ‘Ubington’ fellow or not?”. “Yes.” he said so sternly it almost made me recoil. “Now go, make this town proud… actually, you’d wanna see what's behind this building before you do anything, farewell.”.

  I begin to make my way behind the museum, I go past the alley between the museum and blizzard club, one of the 3 buildings here. Behind the club I see a shivering, rolled up Uberling. He looks terrified so I ask what's wrong. “...Ar..tar! Don’t trust him! He… I couldn’t name 25 iconic Uber Superb Wack(y) Town Landmarks so he hurled a chair at me!” of course Artar would do that. I expected more unhinged people in this town but Artar seems to be the only one. I decided to leave the Uberling alone as he seems to be back in his rolled up position.

  I make my way to the back of the museum and I see… a grave? There seems to be a uberling here too with flowers. The Uberling gently pces the flowers onto the grave. “He didn’t deserve to go out like this man.” his voice slowly raises, “no evidence!? Is this a joke! This has to be Lord Holiday’s doing!.” he starts getting loud, i need to see this Lord Holiday figure eventually. “You… leave me alone. You didn’t know Ubington as much as I did”. Even though he was rude about it, i'll respect him, can’t be too careful around these people.

  I think it’s time to treat myself and get into this blizzard club. Before I walk in, I overhear an Uberling talk about how this town is perfect and how he wants to move here in the future. I don't know where you even came from, or why would you even want to move here in the first pce, but i'll ignore it and get into the club. The club is booming like crazy, and by crazy I mean there’s only around 4 people here. I see an uberling and a couple of the mayor's friends here. The DJ is a literal snowman with a top hat and according to the pamphlets on the floor, his name is ‘DJ Club Thing II”. uh… interesting name. I decided to strike up a conversation with the Uberling here and it eventually leads to us talking about Artar. “You knew Artar? We go way back. Used to go hunting often with him alot back in the day.” The uberling seemed pretty rexed for being in a club. I asked “Where did you even go to hunt?”. “Oh, there's plenty of sites and loads of nature. Me and Artar would often go back in the good days when we were... w-” he stood still for a good minute straight, completely emotionless and numb. He's not reacting to my hand movements at all and it looks like he's about to faint. All of sudden, he springs back to life and continues what he was going to say. “....i miss those days”. I didn’t know how to react so my fight or flight activated and I ran out of the building. I looked around my surroundings and calmed down. This is definitely not going to be the weirdest thing i see here in this “town”, i think it's high time to give Lord Holiday a visit and see what's inside that big old museum.