Shockingly there is no library section entitled "paint based creatures." I was shocked and saddened this was not an actual thing. They also did not have a section for "supernatural monsters that may live in paintings" or "legends of people dying horribly to paintings based on something being in them." I tell you I don't think enough of my taxes are going to the library system (do any of them? I wonder). I ended up just having to look into local legends and such about creatures appearing to one person but no one else, which was also a pretty depleted genre and didn't have much if any information. My pleas to librarians about information got me wild eyed looks and a desire for them to be somewhere else instead of answering me (like jerks). I was on the way out of the library when I ran into Chandler, who was looking for me as always.
"Lorentino glad I found you." I wondered if he wanted my help again.
"Chandler I'm kind of dealing with something here I can't really help you." He gave me a look that was part "no shit" and part "yeah that's why I'm here."
"I know that you like to think of laws as something that minorly inconvenience you, but the next time you seek out to set things on fire in a public park, don't." I had completely forgotten burning the paintings earlier.
"Setting things on fire in public is now a crime?"
"It's always been a crime Trezlan, and next time I'll let them write you at ticket for it, consider this your warning."
"Noted." I didn't actually note it, but I suddenly wanted to be out of Chandler's general area. Probably because I worried about the painting creature attacking an officer of the law, well that and I didn't want to get arrested again. I hobbled back to my office and when I opened the door I screamed. But I'll save that for the next entry because I want to leave you wondering what scared me (bills mostly, just kidding...)
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