[EVENT] day one hundred and seventeen: wednesday, november 16th

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[ When you wake up, you'll find a note resting on your pillow, next to your head. It's written in only one language, but understandable in your denizen's. It's just a little smuged, here and there, so it's a little hard to read.

good morning, DENIZENS. i certainly hope you're capable of reading this, considering your current predicament. but don't worry! i have a solution for you..! best get to gobbling them up, my friends. but take care-- don't take more than your fair share! and remember, they BITE. X

Incidentally, you might hear quite a bit of gobbling from the woods. Perhaps it's time to investigate. But be careful, the turkeys are fast, difficult to hold, and they do have sharp claws and pointy beaks. ]