to the north square's fountain. The fountain has started to bubble. Please advise one thing that you spot within the water henceforth.

Certain residents may have noticed that, between 11am and 11.02am today, the legs of our towncrier Nathaniel Prout took on a life of their own. "I found myself dancing in a way I have never danced before," Mr Prout told onlookers afterwards. "In fact, I had never danced before at all. So this felt very odd." Within those two anomalous minutes, Mr Prout performed an increasingly frantic samba, tango, Viennese waltz and belly dance, all while continuing to make his proclamations. "I don't know why this happened," he said. "And I sincerely regret that it happened while I was announcing the death of our beloved librarian of 78 years, Mrs Edith Wairfeather." Residents who witnessed the incident: how did it make you feel?

Five small coloured boxes have materialized in the lathe room. Any resident wishing to interfere with one of them should select a colour: 🟦🟩🟨🟥🟪 👇

Which part of the Castle are you currently most suspicious of? • the dungeon beneath • the fog • the hats • the soup • the geese • the walking mirrors • the administrative staff • something else 👇

Thursday has been postponed by seven days, due to shrieking plants. Please confirm any Castle event you planned that will be affected.