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In the vaults of the Stout Library was a key

                                to unlock the campus’darkest secret...




                 An Interesting Find
                        On  the  top  floor  of  the  UW-Stout  library,  in  the  last  row  of  books,  Ryan  hugs  an
                 armful of seemingly ancient texts to his side while searching for one last written source that
                 will complete the research for his first college-level paper. His disposition is anything but
                 thrilled as he extends his free arm towards the spine of a book and slowly pulls it from its
                 place. Much to his dismay, a small leather-bound book escapes from behind his selection
                 and lands at his feet in a cloud of dust. Frustrated, Ryan lets the other books at his side fall
                 to the floor and attempts to kick the small, black book out of his way, but he overestimates
                 his own strength. He ends up flat on his back on the library floor and decides that it is time
                 for a study break. Ryan sighs, rolls over to face the little leather book, and opens its yellow
                 pages. On the first page he reads a formal, spidery handwritten title: “The Journal of the
                 Very Unfortunate Edward Warren.” Ryan is immediately intrigued.


         An Unsettling Discovery                                     “Without  much  practical  thought  on  the  matter,  I  set  off
              After flipping through quite a few odd stories in the small,   after  the  furry  fiend.  I  followed  the  squirrel  through  the
         black book, Ryan is perplexed. The book was written as if it was   Administration building, up the flight of stairs, and right into the
         a journal, but he can’t understand how one person could be so   Chancellor’s  office  where  I  stopped  in  horror.  I  watched  the
         unfortunate. It seemed as if Edward Warren had been through   squirrel run up the Chancellor’s arm and hop right into the top
         almost  every  weird  happenstance  on  campus  one  could   of the Chancellor’s cranium, which opened like the hatch of a
         imagine.  With  a  mostly  skeptical  yet  undeniably  curious   submarine! The hatch shut and the Chancellor spun around in
         viewpoint,  Ryan  flips  through  the  journal  to  read  one  more   his chair yelling at me to get out of his office. I ran out, the door
         story near the end of the book.                        immediately  slammed  behind  me,  and  I  paused  only  long
              Edward   explains   in   his   sprawled                        enough  to  hear  the  Chancellor  unwrap  the
         handwriting,  “So  there  I  was,  sitting  on  the                 sandwich  and  take  a  huge  bite.”  Stunned  at
         lawn  studying  for  a  test.  Suddenly,  I  was                    what he has just read, Ryan decides his study
         bombarded  with  distractions:  insects,  sun,                      break is over, only to open the journal later on
         wind, and strange music coming from a fourth                        that night in his dorm room.
         floor dorm window. Finally, when I was about
         fed  up,  a  fearless    squirrel  teetered  over  and              A Bigger Problem
         began  sniffing  at  the  tips  of  my  shoes.  I  was                   Ryan  reads  page  after  page  of  hypotheses
         taken back by this friendly wildlife display and                    for Edward’s discovery. Hallucinations…aliens…
         very carefully set my book down to pick up my                       hyper-intelligent super-rodents bent on taking
         journal.  However,  the  movement  caused  me                       over  the  educational  system  one  faculty
         knock  down  the  brown  paper  bag  containing                     member  at  a  time?  The  possibilities  were
         my lunch. Before I had a chance to react, the                       endless. Ryan reads on as Edward gathers the
         squirrel  had  run  up  my  leg,  snatched  my                      courage  to  bring  the  matter  to  the  monthly
         sandwich, and scurried away.”                                       faculty board meeting.
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