"Well, looks like I made it through another night! And I got my mask back on, too! Now, I'm sure all you wonderful Jackson B. Humorus superfans are just ITCHING to know what happened to me just a few hours ago, so why would I leave you all waiting? Well, I have a confession to make, so lend me your ears for a short moment..."
"As you all know, this facility has been overrun with a ghastly presence, leading many to commit atrocious acts through our time here. It's a truly terrible thing, that we must pick off our own to survive in this place. And the worst part? There's nobody to protect us. Not a brave soul, willing to stand up for what's right and put a stop to the criminal activities in this horrid household. Well, I won't stand for that! Nay, I will be the answer! Surely you all have heard of the masked HERO of last night, the wearer of the welding mask who VALIANTLY sprang into action to stop a potential killer! And that hero, my friends, is none other than I! Yes, I! Jackson B. Humorus, the one and only, who took up the call for protection! History shall know my name, for I am..."
The Courageous Comedi-Man
"And now, to recount my night! While I may have failed to stop the crime, I offer up my full account of my activities, so that we may bring the true villain to justice!"
"Now, we all know a superhero is nothing without the suit! After all, what good is courage or powers when you look like some random guy? Naturally, my priority was to equip myself with only the finest clothing this building could offer for the savior to be! Once I tied my bedsheet around my neck for a cape, I spotted
Lyra stepping outside the bedrooms at the start of the night as I headed right to the
Studio. Saw that lanky
Lupin guy inventing new colors or something, but I didn't care all too much as I came for something much more precious; a smock! It's a surprise tool that will help me later! I also grabbed myself a paint scraper for defense, and also an empty bottle and wad of clay for something else. Now, where after would I go for more pieces of my superhero suit? Well, not the
Bathrooms, but that's where I went for something else. As I left the
Studio, world famous vandal
Luke Atmey walked through the door. While he is a villain in his own right, at the time I was no more than a simple pedestrian! I can't be apprehending criminals yet! I left him unbothered and entered the
Bathrooms, where I rummaged through the supplies to get myself a spray bottle of shower cleaner. Bingo! I poured the problematic liquid into the empty bottle I grabbed earlier and sealed it with the clay I grabbed earlier. As I left on my way to the
Coatroom, I caught a glimpse of
Lee Chaolan heading into the
Studio, who winked at me! Moments before disaster, I had spotted a conspicuous paint bucket atop the door, but before I could care to warn him, Lee was painted red."
"Once I entered the
Coatroom, I looked through the selection of outfits on display. Right after I picked out my soon to be iconic fit, a ghost floated through the wall! They seemed like the type of guy who would be named
Chad, but I left before I bothered to ask. I stepped in the
Workshop briefly to nab myself a welding mask, which only meant one thing. I had suited up. Jackson B. Humorus was no more, but in his stead? Well..."
"...Comedi-Man was BORN! And this handsome hero had his first mission ahead of him: make pepper spray! The perfect thing to stop crime without causing a death! Nothing is as heroic as the misty form of pepper juice ceasing conflict without injury! Now, how does one make this liquid of the gods? With peppers, of course. I headed north to the
Plant Nursery, and spotted
Lee Chaolan setting up some paint can traps in the
Hallways."
"Unfortunately, within the
Plant Nursery, a new issue arose! The peppers I sought out were strewn across the floor, splattered depressingly. I couldn't find any living pepper plant, since someone took a trolley and many of the botanical survivors as well. As I gathered the remains of my dream to fill the empty spray bottle with pepper juice,
Atmey entered the room (so did that
weird fishy man, carrying some metal trash, but he left soon). I watched from behind my mask as
Atmey grabbed something from near a tree and left to the north. Oh, and that now dead
cat lady passed through as well, covered head to toe in blue paint. She took some gloves to gather some plants of her own, but I didn't want to risk my life by staying in the room with a known murderer and set out for the
Greenhouse to salvage my peppery plans, taking a pair of gardening shears with me for better protection than the paint scraper I got earlier."
"But, alas, it was not to be a night for Jackson B. Humorus if no highly unrealistic chase sequence were to take place. Right as I stepped out the door, I saw
Ghouligrab at the end of the
West Hallway. He was shining a darklight on a suit of armor, glowing a ghastly green. It also had a badass sword. Ghouligrab shrieked and ran
(grown man by the way), and the armor turned its attention to, surprise surprise, me, charging at me whilst screaming about sins or something else. Unfortunately, the unfinished pepper spray was not enough to deter a suit of armor that completely lacked the ability to feel pain, let alone one with a face mask. Sadly, your new hero was forced to make a tactical retreat, to the nearby
Clock Tower, where I lost the animate attacker."

"Not wanting to dillydally anymore, I quickly ran to the
Greenhouse to gather up the last of the peppers I needed, which went off without a hitch as the plants were intact. Now, for my second plan. To stop a murder. Heading back down via
Clock Tower, I noted the absence of the armor as I progressed to
Container Yard. I could not open the garage door, however, since the power went out. Damnit. Forced to give it some time to resolve, I stuck around for a while, during which time I heard some loud noise in the west? Pretty scary. Lucky for me, though, a bit of waiting fixed everything! The power came back on, allowing me to continue with my quest! Using my superpower of forklift certification, I took a vehicle outside into the
Rocky Grounds. Someone moved out of the way, heading inside through the
Container Yard, but I didn't stop to see who they were. Once decently away from the facility, I grabbed a rock lying around and prepared to take the forklift around the facility for a little stakeout. Before I could, however, the shadowy figure of
Albina showed up. Covered in blood, dirt, and other grime, I could only use my masterful skills at deduction to assume she had killed and buried someone! And I, the heroic Comedi-Man, could not allow this killer to walk free! So, I placed the rock on the gas pedal and let the forklift rush off to take care of the foul murderer as I ran off to the
Front Garden to finish my nightly business hearing a crash as I left, and I heard another sickening crash as I arrived. Unfortunately, when I arrived, I could not find any "AURUMDESIRE" thingy in the garden. I sadly returned to my
bedroom to finish my night. Oh, and I heard someone coming from the Cliffside while leaving."
"Oh, but before I finish, I gotta tell you something! I was prepared for the possibility of no alibi! So, I carved something onto a desk in the Plant Nursery, and shaped a bush into a topiary in the Front Garden using the gardening shears I got! That oughta prove I was there. Anyway, really hope we see that Comedi-Man guy again next night! He seemed really handsome and cool! And heroic!"