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The Doclopedia #1,441
The Alphabet: F is For…Fire Mice
Yes, Nirkas, those are indeed Fire Mice. No, no, these are quite tame. They only really summon the fire if they are in deadly danger. Note how they are only slightly larger and paler in color than the average ordinary mouse.
Yes, they behave exactly as any mouse does. No differences in habitat, food, mating…all exactly the same. It’s just that they can summon mystical fire to surround them for protection. It’s an excellent survival technique, the odd forest fire aside.
Oh yes, there are creatures who can prey upon them successfully. Iron Falcons, Water Globs, Pygmy Dragons, the list is rather long. I am reliably told that Fire Mice make up 50% of the Iron Falcon’s diet.
Well, of course, I breed them for their usefulness as components in potions and magical items. Oh my, no, I don’t kill them. It’s the fur that holds the magic. No, we just shave off a bit in the summer. They seem to enjoy that, since it helps them cool off.
The Doclopedia #1,442
The Alphabet: F is For…Friendly Strangers
Hello there. I’m Jim Bob Hastings and I’n proud to be invited here to speak at the West Virginia Paranormal Investigation Club.
What I’d like to talk about tonight are the creatures called “Friendly Strangers”. Now, in the last 20 years, there have been 209 reported encounters, almost all of them in rural areas. In towns, most encounters happen in parking lots late at night, usually on weekends.
These creatures look like ordinary humans, but they aren’t. After years of research, I have come to the conclusion that they are beings from Dimension X who come into our world using psychic technology. I believe at least part of their mission is to collect our DNA and our personal belongings. I have several theories why.
Now, the average Friendly Stranger looks like a white man or woman around 30 to 50 years old. They seem to be sending older Strangers now than 20 years ago. The few humans who can remember the encounters all give very similar descriptions of the man and the woman. This leads me to suspect that they are a race of clones, or maybe demons.
As you can see by this map, almost all of the encounters have taken place in the general vicinity of I-64 and I-79, between Lexington, Kentucky and Morgantown, West Virginia. They seldom go more than 30 miles off the highway. I believe that this stretch of road is significant because it follows a Ley Line, but I’m not 100% sure.
The typical Friendly Stranger encounter happens to one or more men, with only 5 of the 209 encounters happening to women. Most often, these men have been drinking and are leaving or have left a bar.
Almost all of them report having felt much more drunk than they should have been. I am sure this is caused by mind control of some sort. Most of them report having met a woman in the bar and talking to her. When they get ready to leave, she buys them “one for the road”. It is after this drink that the mind control starts.
When the subject begins to fall fully under their control, it often means running off the road or falling down in a parking lot. It is then that the apparently helpful stranger appears and offers to assist them. After that, they wake up hours later with little or no idea of what happened. Very few remember the Strangers. All of them wake up missing wallets and other personal items. A few have woken up missing their expensive sports cars or pickup trucks. No trace of the Friendly Strangers are ever found.
Police, of course, scoff at the idea of aliens and instead label it the work of human criminals, but I suspect they are mind slaves to the Friendly Strangers.
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