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Lilia’s okay. Everything’s fine. Except...
Look. We talked about it, and we’re, uh.
We’re going to try to leave Manhattan.
And where we’re going, I can’t guarantee we’ll be able to make it back. We made up our minds, and we’re going to try anyway. So. Um. I’m not very good at these kinds of things, but.
I guess this is goodbye.
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Uh.
So there’s this guy. He’s hurt. Don’t think he’s been bitten, but they got him pretty bad, and I, uh, can’t move him on my own.
Right.
Help him?
Think we’re on Spring Street; not that I can see it.
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Son of a bitch, I hate those things. One of them nicked me, but nothing serious.
I’ll take care of a few more of them. They’re annoying.
Lilia... I want you to stay inside for awhile. Don’t go out alone.
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Sorry if I’m being too negative, but-
I. I don’t think I want to be here anymore.
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Why is it that everyone assumes that people go back home when they disappear?
Has anyone ever gone home and come back before, or do they just figure that they do?
I’m curious.
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[ Private to Garnet // Unhackable. ]
Garnet...?
Are you all right?
I, um. I heard you went away. With some other people. There’ve been a lot of people going away lately. I just. I wanted to make sure if you were all right, and. I’m sorry. For not saying goodbye when I left. And just. Disappearing. Like that myself. I’m not at the cathedral, though. Can’t go back there, but. I can’t ( Read more... ) -
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[Shortly after the incident between Rion and Larxene in Soho, there is a video feed that turns on ( Read more... ) -
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Guess there is no point to this anymore.
It’s time. I think it’s time. That I go home.
I’ve been... I’ve been walking for too long.
I’m very tired. I want to go to sleep.
There’s nowhere else to go in this place.
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[ Radio Post. ]
[ From what sounds to be an empty room with a dripping water in the background, echoes are heard. The echoes indicate a little shuffle. The voice heard is a boy, muttering incoherently to himself in a hazy, distant voice. He is not at all himself.
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[ Radio Post. ]
[ There’s a fumbling as the boy attempts to grip the radio; he’s not sure at first whether or not if it’s turned on, so he takes a moment trying to figure it out. Eventually he realizes that it’s been turned on the entire time he’s been fumbling with it. Sounding a little bewildered at first, he clears his throat and begins... ]Think I’m gonna need ( Read more... )