>After recovering from the hits, you stand up, take Purple into your van, and go to the library
>A few minutes later, you two reach the Canterlot Public Library's entrance
>It's night time, so you two can't get in through the front door
"Well, tell me"
>"Tell you what?"
"You know this place, so you know how to get in, right?"
>"Actually, I don't know how to do that. I always leave at closing time"
"Are you kidding me? Ugh"

>This is a beeeeetch!
"Alright, let's check the area. Maybe I can find some door or window around"
>You two walk around the big library
>A while later, you two find a basement window
>It has enough space for you two to get in
"Well, let's do this"
>You remover your blazer, tie it around your hand, and break the window
>"Norman, that's illegal!"
"I've been through a lot tonight. It won't hurt or help more charges on me"
>You go in
"Are you coming or not?"
>"No. I told you is illegal"
"Purple, I can't do this without you. I need your help"
>She looks dubious about this
"Tell you what. If you help me with this, I'll help you in whatever shenanigans you can get into"
>"Sunset already helps me with that"
"Ok, then tell me what you want"
>She thinks for a few moments, and then answers
>"I want you to get in touch with our friends again. No Lifeinvader relations, no Snapgap short stories. Actual touch: calls and occasional visits"
>Goddammit, are you talking with Purple or with Pinkie?
"Deal"
>She comes down
>"Pinkie just told me about her boyfriend Dan. I hope you like him when he comes in a week"
"Gee, I can't hardly wait"
>You two walk around the basement, and find the door to the library
>You open it, and the same feeling of exposure and helpness come to you
>In an instintic motion, you hug Purple
>"Norman, are you ok?"
>You take a deep breath
"Purple, I don't feel too brave now. Please don't let go my hand, ok?"
>"Huh, ok"
"Thank you. I mean it"

>Well, now that you are inside, you need to know where to go
"Can you give me some directions?"
>"Sure"
"Where would be more likely a hipster to be?"
>"Hipster?"
"Someone like Scott"
>"Oh... Well, a lot of those read at the seats close to the windows. They smoke a lot and leave a funny smell"
"Unlikely. Scott was into the EX, he never liked tobacco or pot"
>"Ah. The study room? There's an old typewriter there"
"It's a good start, let's go"
>A few moments later, you are at the study room
>Underground and ghost writers are in the shelves, nothing that interesting
>There's a small cd-player with a copy of "Neutral Milk Hotel" in there
>Scott never liked cds. He said they lost their coolness in the 2000s
>Checking the typewriter, there is a paper on. You read "wrong place"
"Wrong place?"
>A thunder lights up the library
>The walls are scratched or with holes, and blood trails point to purple
>On top of her it reads "SHE IS NEXT"
>The flash is over, and you see Purple still hooked on a book
>Better leave this area
"Purple, we are moving. He isn't here"
>"Aww"
"You can keep the book if you want to read it"
>"Yay!"

>After being away from there, you never left Purple's hand for a moment
>Why didn't you think of this before? He is most likely to be in the forbidden section!
>The door is locked with a card reader
"Alright Purple. Give me your library card"
>"Um... I can't"
"Why not?!"
>"you have my hand, and I'm holding my book with the other"
"Damn it, leave the book"
>"But I don't have a bookmark!"
"Read the page number"
>"This book doesn't have enumeration"
"Fuck!"
>Reuniting all the courage you have, you let Purple's hand go
"Pass your card quickly"
>She does it, and the door opens
>Inside the room, there's nothing satanic. Just forbidden books
>Cancer's tropic, The Catcher in the Rye, Lolita, Steal this book...
"There's nothing here. Let's go Purple"
>There's no answer
>You turn around
"Purple?"

>You are completely alone
>If the feel of exposure and loneliness was big already, now it's gargantuan
>You walk back until your back hits the bookcase
>A few books fall, but one caught your eye
>Steal this book
>You take it, and read some of it to remove your fears
>So far, it's a 70s extreme left book about a hippie giving the finger to the system by telling how to rob, how to make bombs, how to live in communes, and even how to get a free buffalo without too much hassle or so much needed IDs or bureaucracy in the middle
>Most techniques are obsolete thanks to the technology booming of the 80s and 90s, but the index caught your eye
>Survive, Fight, and Free: the three sections that will grant you success
>And right now, you have to survive the night, fight Scott, and free Purple!
>You steal the book, and use your phone's light to see your way
>Whatever made Purple dissapear, it made the library darker too. You can barely see what is in front of you
>A few feet later, you find a good hiding spot, so you hide and start screaming
"Hey! My hands are better than your hooves!"
>No answer
"If alicorns are so smart, why are they keeping making mistakes?"
>Still no answer
"Goddammit purple!"
>Nothing
>You leave the place
"Purple, where are you?"
*PLAF*
>The eco made something sound loud

>Ok, this is getting real
>You walk around the corridors, getting more darker and darker
>You can barely register if you are even walking on something, but it must be the right direction
"Purple, are you there?"
>The lack of answers doesn't help your self-esteem
>An insane idea comes to your head
"Go fuck yourself Scott"
>...
"Oh, so now you are some sort of Interdimentional God. There are shitload of those in the Lovecraft Mythos. And you know how popular they are!"
>...
"Let alone having a cult to call you. You know how many Chtulu cults are in this state alone?"
>Some rumbling is heard from afar
"Aha! And who does extasis in a library? The studio can't be used as a club and rape date area. You forgot the strobelights, you clubbing fan"
>*PLAFF* *PLAFF* *PLAFF*
>Some books falled
>You walk a few steps before hitting a book
>You look down, and it's only a light novel
>You check your surroundings, and see another fallen book
>You take it, and see another book in front

"Ohhhh, spooky books. Fuck you Scott, any postergeist would have done that a lot of times"
>The rumbling gets closer
>You drop the book and go back to the front desk
>Checking the desk, there are a couple of scissors
>You take the big one, and look at the corridors
>Even though the windows are open, the library is really dark
"Come on Scott, a dark filter wasn't cool in the fotography class, and it isn't cool now"
>The rumbling gets noisy in the back of the library
"If that's how you want to play"
>You go all the way to the back of the library
>The books are all over the floor, except for one in a pedestal
>It has a purple cover
>You go all the way to it, and read the title
"Help me?"
>A giant spark lights the place up, and you are standing in a graveyard
>Someone grabs you by the back, and starts slamming your body against the tombstones
>Another spark happens, and you can see the tombs of your friends
"NO!"
>You get rid of the grapping of the strange man: it's the another you
>You punch back, but whatever the place you are, it's his domain
>He bounces all your hits, and punches your chest
>You fly away to some tombstones, and he points somewhere
>Purple is chained to some sort of cruxifix
>He makes a "death" sign, and walks towards her direction
>You have to do something!

>You pick yourself quickly, and drag fast to the other you
>You grab the scissors, and stab him in the ass
"I been told I am a pain in the ass, asshole!"
>He just flaps you away, and you fly a few steps back
>You stand up
"Hey retard!"
>He turns around annoyed
>You take your gun out, and shoot him in the eyesocket
>He recoils in pain
"I think you can see the point I'm trying to make now"
>You walk to Purple and check the chains
"Hey Purple, wake up"
"... Ugh, Norman?"
"Don't worry, I'll get you out of here"
>"Norman, watch out!"
>You turn only to be grabbed by your copycat
>He throws you back to the center of the graveyard, and makes a somersault, landing on your body
"AHHH!!"
>The copy leaves you, and walks towards Purple
>"Norman! Help me!"
"H-hey, idiot!"
>He turns around a little curious now
"I'm still standing!"

>You can barely keep up, but you still have an idea
>If he is a copy, maybe he falls for this
>Brad always got you with this
"Look! Rarity is naked!"
>Whatever you did, it was a bad idea
>The graveyard scenery dissapears, and only the black void is there
>>"... Rarity?"
>Tears are coming from him
>>"You know Rarity?"
>The copy just moves his head erraticaly, searching for the Aryan Beauty
>>"Rarity! Rarity! Where are you Rarity?!"
>The copy shows you his back
>This is your chance!
>You go behind, and stab him in the neck
>The copy barely acknowledge your attack. He is still looking for her
>You make a few twists until the blade gets inserted in his spine, and you cut it
>>"Rari-! I.... So-"
>The flash appears again, and you are back in the library
>Purple is with you, holding your hand
>"Norman? Wha- where are we?"
"I think we returned to the library"
>You look at the pedestal with the book
>It reads "Grogar: mythos and legends"
"Scott said he stole his powers from this Hellbeast. This book should help us"
>You take your jacket off, and wrap the book with it
"We should get going. I don't need to return this volume for a while"
>You two go back to the basement, and leave through the window
>Moments later, you drive back to HQ

>Back at HQ, you meet everyone and reunite the objects together
"Alright, this should be enough"
N: But what about Scott? He didn't tell us about the state of our agents
SS: Plus, with all this, he can get enough power to probably kill all of us
TS: Norman, are you sure this is the only way?
"He wanted us to play, and he had his fun. Now we have to make sure he has the other part of our deal"
>Everyone enter at the hub. Mr. Smile is on the screen, and the place has been modified for a call ritual
>You put a pair of leather gloves, and set the doll in the middle of the room
>You tie the scarf around his neck, and put the fedora on his head
>You open the book, and find the ritual
"Alright, Purple: go to my front, avoid the circle. Nolan: go to my left. Sunset: to my right"
>Everyone moves to their assigned spots
"Ok. Here goes nothing"
>You read the cursed text
"Under the dark light, where life and death met, I shall call upon the beast who-shall-not-be-named. I bring thee thy hat, that He would be masked. I bring thee thy scarf, that He would be clothed. I bring thee thy doll, that He would be corporal. I shall tempt his spirit, that He speak with us"
>The objects move
"Come..."
>The rattling increases
"Come..."
>The doll starts to stand up
"Come!"
S: Ugh... I hate wood bodies
N: No way...
SS: He really is here!
TS: I can't believe it!
S: Enough... Norman, what do you want?
"I brought your stuff, now I want answers. Where are Ace and Coffee?"
S: They are with me, of course. Or what? CoD plebs finally made you as dumb as a 13-year old?
"Stop being such a hipster poser. I want evidence"
S: Fine by me
>"AAAAHHHHHHHH!!!!!"
>A scream filled the room
Mr. S: Agent Klatch!
>Drops of blood fall from the roof
S: Here is the evidence you needed. Now, you know what to do, right?
"The train station"
S: That's my pleb! A little slow, but catches on. See you later
>The doll falls, and the candles go off
>A few moments later, the lights of the room turn on

Mr. S: Norman, your status as the leader is reinstituted. You know your orders
"Contain and destroy Scott, and bring back agents Thruster and Klatch"
Mr. S: BOI is counting on you. Mr. Smile - out
>The screen turns off
"Everyone, to my car. We are ending this now"