[He's breathing hard, though whether it's from exhaustion or rage isn't readily apparent.]
....seven-hundred-thirty-eight.
...no. That was the count this morning.
Seven-hundred-forty-three.
....
.....but not a god damned one of them was real.
...........
........he really is gone, isn't he? And he isn't coming back.
....
...dammit...(OOC
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