Known to once walk in the same circles as the Moiliili Jackal, I woke up one morning with Abu Masker going through some documents in my desk. Perhaps it was due to the fact that I was slower than normal after a long night haunted by the incessant bangs of the erupting volcano, but Masker was able to leap out the window before I could grab him. Everyone knows that Abu Masker always wears sanitation masks, being an infamous germophobe, which was the perfect disguise on this morning when ash clouds choked the small town. I looked everywhere, but any of these people could have been him. Another mystery... how is this related to the Jackal? Two hours later, I received orders from headquarters telling me that the conditions of the volcano made it necessary to leave. Maskar may now have free reign in Yogyakarta, but there are greater dangers.
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