parzival hummed quietly to himself as he walked through the building of halliday’s journals, trying to find something to help him get to the copper key.

he ran a hand through his white and blue hair while standing in front of the 3d replay of one of the journal entries.

he had been to the journals so many times yet he still hadn’t found anything.

the large building was quiet now - the only ones who still went there were the sixers and the gunters, trying to find hints to the copper key.