Very strange, indeed. So, my team was assigned to document the strange things and hopefully find a cause so that this madness could be terminated. It's not an easy job, and it's not glamorous; but it's the kind of thing my team lives for.
The first strange thing we noticed was these guys. They were very cheerful, which caught our attention immediately: it was after five in the evening, and working late after a long day forming cement would have left normal people a little disgruntled and ready to go home.
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Next we found these students with a strange affinity for light. As they stared at lights, mindlessly admiring the illumination, little grins began creeping across their faces.
We felt that we were getting closer to an answer, closer to the source of the strangeness, when suddenly, a brilliant light enveloped my team and passersby, like a tidal wave breaking over a minute island. We were helpless to do anything but look into the light.
This is E., and I'm afraid we lost him that night. All he can think about now is light. He seeks it out all day, and is never sated, it's never enough. He wanders the school grounds looking at lights, finding obscure lights, and utilizing light in photographs such as the world has never seen, like a photographic incubus, controlling his whole existence.
Oh, yeah, and while we mesmerized by the lights we heard this strange music. A., didn't hear it (just ask her) but all the other cases reported it. What was it that kept A. from the mesmer? What is it that continues to draw E. to the campus? And what is that light over there...?