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Is there a hint as to what the key code to Ingrid's spot is? Thanks in advance! 
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"Hope is the thing with feathers
That perches in the soul
And sings the tune without the words
And never stops at all.
And sweetest in that Gale is heard
And sore must be the storm
That could abash the little Bird
That kept so many warm.
I've heard it in the chillest land
And on the strangest Sea
Yet never - in Extremity -
It asked a crumb of me."
~ Emily Dickinson
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Possibly you could find a place to watch a tape that would help you with this. -
I don't have any tape to watch though. But this is the only thing I can do right now. I called Bess and they just say I need an engineers help. Which clearly means Ingrid. Is there anything I have to do first?"Hope is the thing with feathers
That perches in the soul
And sings the tune without the words
And never stops at all.
And sweetest in that Gale is heard
And sore must be the storm
That could abash the little Bird
That kept so many warm.
I've heard it in the chillest land
And on the strangest Sea
Yet never - in Extremity -
It asked a crumb of me."
~ Emily Dickinson
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You need to be able to access Harlen's area. you will find the tape inhis locker Comment
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I feel so stupid and so frustrated at this moment that I am ready for spoilers. So, how would I do that?"Hope is the thing with feathers
That perches in the soul
And sings the tune without the words
And never stops at all.
And sweetest in that Gale is heard
And sore must be the storm
That could abash the little Bird
That kept so many warm.
I've heard it in the chillest land
And on the strangest Sea
Yet never - in Extremity -
It asked a crumb of me."
~ Emily Dickinson
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It may be to early but lets digress a bit. Once you take a broken dowel to Ingred, her phone will ring and then they will both be gone. Have you gotten that far yet?Comment
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I was so frustrated that I started entering all the numbers that I saw in Harlan's place and I got. Thanks anyway."Hope is the thing with feathers
That perches in the soul
And sings the tune without the words
And never stops at all.
And sweetest in that Gale is heard
And sore must be the storm
That could abash the little Bird
That kept so many warm.
I've heard it in the chillest land
And on the strangest Sea
Yet never - in Extremity -
It asked a crumb of me."
~ Emily Dickinson
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