[The recording is tentatively turned on. The user seems familiar with the controls for the terminals, but is taking heaving breaths and is uncharacteristically clumsy with everything, having to pause every few seconds. He speaks, but the voice fades when he turns away as he loses interest as quickly as it came.]
Where--
Hell?
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You don't remember me?-or you once present here?
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Who are you?
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Try again.
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Purgatory.
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So we're not really dead alright?
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But who are you really?
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You're back! How I missed you.
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Do I know you?
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Why don't you remind me.
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[said in an exhale] Dearest.
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Who is this.
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[a sudden stop, his voice dropping to a deathly cold tone like the name carved on a grave stone; 'beloved husband and father']
How could you?
[the screech of nails against metal] I will- I will have to. Remind you, remind you of our love.
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