Nobody seemed particularly interested in helping to shed some light on this mystery for me. It's as if all the residents in this town were a part of some open secret that I was excluded from… Amanda included.
If anything, Amanda seemed like she was the supposed mastermind behind this community conspiracy with how she deliberately continued to be infuriatingly vague about it.
Aunty Wells, the grizzled nicotine-smelling wolf lady, flashed me another look, looking more quizzical than anything - and yeah, at this point I feel like they're both just taunting me now. Digging the knife of ignorance into poor ol' unknowing me.
"Amanda, I'm dying here," I gave her a little shake, rattling her lingering smile all around like a life-sized bobblehead. "Gonna wind up dropping dead before I'm able to find out whatever surprise you have in store, don't say I didn't warn you."