Reality on the Norm. I found a brochure for it in the back of the rack. Almost seemed to be hiding itself. I looked over the booklet and was amazed by how terrible it looked. They kept on pointing out how fun the cemetery was. Maybe they were trying to make the town look appalling for a reason. Maybe it was so fun that they made it look awful. Of course, that wouldn't explain why they'd make a brochure in the first place. Suddenly, a group of fans pushed their way into the travel agency and began to scream and shout. Using your taser, you managed to make it outside alive. It was too dangerous to live in Hollywood anymore and so, you would head to where a famous musician like you could get some peace and quiet before your next album. Bradford Scotts sings the Jazz was set to be the next big hit. So, you packed your bags and got on the next bus to Reality-on-the-Norm...