-there seems to be writing on the other side of the note too-
-"Although- I hate to be unfair... so the correct mannequin has the answer to this riddle on the chest:"-
-"When you need me, you throw me away. But when you're done with me, you bring me back. What am I?"-
1.5 imperial gallons of tea were consumed during the writing of this postThat, apparently, he's created an elaborate game involving explosive devices.
It says there's a note inside one of these mannequins that will supposedly give a clue to his location.
And that the other two are rigged with bombs that will go off as soon as the mannequins containing them are forced open.
...Lucky we came prepared, Sir. Our armours can pick out said bombs, right?
...Hmm. Excellent point made, Julieta.
"We all fail. We all make mistakes. That is what makes us human."Right, well, just in the case the worst happens...
(Michael actives his Thunderbolt Armour, and Julieta follows suit with her Reiter Armour.)
(And they start scanning for electrical signatures that could give away the bombs.)
(Process by elimination, naturally.)
"We all fail. We all make mistakes. That is what makes us human."-the second note is grabbed-
-it reads:-
-"Did you believe me when I said I'd give you a clue as to where I am?"-
-"Well, thankfully for you. This is one of the sets that does give a clue. Not all of them do."-
-"However, this is the only set that tells you that not all the sets have clues to my location."-
-"But- without further ado... know that I am deep in these forests. And the land is marked, by a place where it is a fool's choice to not wear a suit."-
-"What kind of suit? Well. Maybe you'll have to find another clue. All this note has for you: Is that I am near that landmark."-
1.5 imperial gallons of tea were consumed during the writing of this post-they're a safe distance away when the mannequins explode-
-behind a nearby tree another click is heard, and a voice is heard-
-it seems reminiscent of Raut's but... it has a windy and echo'd quality to it-
Ah- yes... I have been watching. A friend of mine's helping me. No electronics needed. I decided to help out with the clean-up, And- well. Life wouldn't be fun without a little danger, would it?
1.5 imperial gallons of tea were consumed during the writing of this post

(Michael takes the note from Julieta and reads it over.)
...Okay, this guy is nuts.
"We all fail. We all make mistakes. That is what makes us human."