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[rygdea]

[At first, there was nothing but silence. No static, no grainy feed, and not even a view of the New Feather who owned this journal. It was as if the journal was in the middle of a soundless void. That is until a loud frustrated growl ruins this silence, followed by a few curses too foul to say around your little ones.]

Where the heck am I!?

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[Voice]

[rygdea]

But you were insinuating that, weren't you? These guys seem like they're helpin' us, but that is only because they want us alive for their experiments.

[Voice]

[rygdea]

Hrm...

The first theory is the only believable one. Anyone who thinks these guys are tryin' to help us are idiots.

[Voice]

[rygdea]

A few more months? You really assuming I'm stayin' here?

[He sighs.]

These damn guys must have this place on lock down.

[Voice]

[rygdea]

If that's the case, how long have you been here?

[Voice]

[rygdea]

[Wait, was this kid here before?]

So they sent you home only to drag you back screamin', huh?

[Voice]

[rygdea]

Weird. They must like ya or somethin'.

[Voice]

[rygdea]

[He really hopes this doesn't happen to him. Rygdea has enough problems as it is being dead and all in his world. So the less traveling back and forth, the better.]

I rather the scientists put a stop to crap like that. They're bound to give someone whiplash if they keep doin' it.