A Woeful Lack of Misdirection

We here at the Institute have been out of our minds. The whirlwind tour of parts unknown like the Bay, the Windy City and coming up The Cactus Con Capital. We have been studiously gathering more threads to weave the fabric together and have neglected the reporting of it.

Of note: in the Bay, two members of the Institute came across one consumed by Dark Imagination. Vile filth poured from the afflicted's mouth but there was nothing our adventurers could do. If the police were called, who would ...