Yeah @Janitor Pete let those big guys into @Pitato's chambers. Willie & Joe were their names. Super nice guys. Cosmic piano tuners sent from above! They had an appointment.

Even though the crushing, booming TICK TOCK is gone, Willie & Joe still seemed pretty concerned about tuning up the clock. Something about a frequency only gods can hear. I talked them up when they were squatting in the hall waiting for Janitor Pete to arrive. Our hallways weren't built for 15 foot tall people, so you kind of had to say something trying to pass by. Talk about an elephant in the room. Plus: gray jumpsuits!

They were able to squeeze through the door, and pull their equipment in after them. Never saw them leave though.

I took a peek in @Pitato's room, just to see how things were holding up, and those universal piano tuner guys did a bit of a remodel. We all know what a psyhigh dorm room is like (a couple XL twin beds against the walls, some cheap nightstands and writing desks and closets), but now @Pitato's room is much larger... giant pillars soaring up into the darkness, rainbows and auroras holding up the sky, and the gears and sprockets--silver and gold and as big as busses, quietly ticking away. I wonder what happened to @Pitato? I'm going to grab a sack lunch and go exploring. Maybe I can write a paper for extra-credit in Psycho-mechanics!

I let myself into @Pitato’s room today. The door had been ajar since @Cami Clepsydrae went exploring in there last week, so I figured it was unoccupied.

It was freaky. It’s cavernous now, and dark, except for the auroras lighting up the giant gears and stuff. But the freakiest part was finding Cami! She’s part of it now—part of the clockwork. You know the part of a cuckoo clock that has little human figures that come out and chop wood and stuff? About a quarter of a mile in there’s a a life size one of those, and I was just in time to see Cami come out of a little door, hammer in hand, and start banging on a piece of metal. She looked stiff, but had a smile on her face. She always liked being mechanically minded. 13 strikes on the metal and she rotated back in through the exit door.

I left the way I came, and shut the door behind me. No idea what became of @Pitato.

ting! ting! ting! ting! ting! ting! ting! ting! ting! ting! ting! ting! ting!

There have been odd disappearances occurring. First it was my pet bird that probably wouldn't have stayed alive for long. Then, it was a lumberjack that lies next to my dad's house. The last straw was when I saw on the news that my favorite milk company, Daisy's Dairy, had shut down because their boss disappeared! Something is going on. And I'm gonna try and find out.

I have some crazy news!!

I found @Pitato. They were huddled up in the corner of PsyHigh's very own North Campus Cafeteria, right next to the fridge. For some reason, they were surrounded by some loose potatoes and spilled hot chocolate. Anyway, I found them while I was stealing some leftover pancakes. Pitato was babbling some weird phrases while rocking back and forth. I had no idea what was wrong with him, maybe he can hear these insanely high frequencies and they're messing with his mind? Does that make him a god? Well, I'm glad that I can't hear the clock anymore, it messed up my sleep cycle for months.