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[fuckyou_chorus]

[Everything in camp seems calm now - quiet, even. The rumblings have stopped and the Virusaur is truly dead - a puddle of black blood that crackles a bit in the cornfield near the barrier. Camp's barrier itself is . . . odd. Different. Those who can get readings off of it will find them erratic, and off the charts in some instances. The air around

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[brokenclover]

[poking her head around the door of the bunker she was hiding in]

[kepthishead]

It's clear now.

[brokenclover]

--Elliot!

[kepthishead]

I'm glad you're safe.

[brokenclover]

You, too. What happened?

[kepthishead]

...this place. A dinosaur attacked, only to be killed by someone with a talking sword.

[brokenclover]

. . . Already?

[kepthishead]

Though I don't think many people are convinced that this is over.

[brokenclover]

I don't think it is, either.

[kepthishead]

So when something else happens, you're fine with going back underground?

[brokenclover]

Yes. This will be my home until this all blows over.

[kepthishead]

You don't have to stay there indefinitely. Just be prepared to move.

[brokenclover]

I'm going to stay here until this is all over.

[kepthishead]

If that's your choice.

[brokenclover]

It is. But thank you.