Book Five, Chapter 63: The Flea Market
"Nothing has walked in the bowling alley in the last forty minutes," Michael said. "Are we even sure that this stuff happens when players aren't around? Maybe if we went in there—"
"It happens whether players are there or not," Andrew said. "You know that. I know you want to find that omen as much as I do, but you have to be patient. This is a large undertaking."
We waited at the corner of the street across from the bowling alley, in a place where there was very little activity of any kind, whether it be NPCs or omens. I sat under a tree and scanned around, looking for danger. Kimberly had brought the baby doll along, but it hadn't screamed even once.
Antoine came over and sat next to me.
"So, you got any ideas?" he asked. "People are getting a little antsy."
Truthfully, I wasn’t sure, and if I was being honest, I was starting to believe that the omen we were looking for might not be in the bowling alley.
"When we talked to Sal, he said that Stray Dawn was set at a mansion in southern Carousel and that the town footage would be southeast Carousel," I said. Like eastern Carousel, there were other sections of Carousel that acted as separate towns in storylines.
"Right," Antoine said. "You think we need to go look over there? In southern Carousel?"
I shook my head. "No," I said. "I like our theory. The bowlers played basically every storyline within their level range that existed in this area."