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The New Americana use 'the Haunting Room' so spy on Hurricane city. They secretly have cameras all over the city, and the underground New Americana headquarters, so they see pretty much everything. The only place they don't have covered is the Castle.

Will led Cyrilla inside, eyes locked on the cameras. He nodded to a few of the people that were seated at the table watching the citizens carry on their business, then took a chair for himself.

Cyrilla followed Will. "This is really cool!" She commented, looking at all the cameras. "I assume you don't have the castle covered? I could fix that." She said. "Or at least attach a recording device to my father's jacket. He wrinkled her nose at the thought of her odious father.

Will shrugged. "Not up to me. Talk to these guys." He couldn't quite get a read on her. She seemed a little too happy, too naive to be part of a rebellion. He didn't know whether or not he should trust her.

"Alright!" She responded, bounding like a puppy over to some startled men and women. "They said it's alright!" She told him happily. She cocked her head at Will. 'You're really serious." she noted solemnly.

Will looked up at her, a ghost of a smile flashing across his face. "Hard not to be in this city." He said simply, examining his fingernails.

"Take joy in simple things!" Cyrilla advised,"Like freshly laundered sheets, a kiss from your sweetheart, a sunny day," she listed, ticking them off on her fingers,"a hot cup of coffee when you're tired- it's quite simple!"

"I think the time's passed for that sort of thing." He said dismissively, spinning in his chair to watch the cameras.

Cyrilla brushed off the ever-serious Will with a shrug. As she observed the cameras, she noticed something. "You've got all the wrong places covered- alleys and such- try big places."

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((I am so sorry I went on an unexpected hiatus and then completely forgot this group!!!))

He raised a brow in question. "Where would you rather cover?"

"The palace courtyard. City hall."

(I'm leaving this group, sorry)