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Audio/Action to SL; Day 83; Light it Up, Up, Up
Hey, it's me. I dunno about the rest of you out there, but me and Kain both couldn't move when we woke up this morning. Kinda like those injections but worse. [ Not that those weren't... horrible in the first place. But this is... The volume of his voice lowers but he's no less serious with his next words. ]
It felt like something was in our heads only it was warm instead of cold. Tch... [ He grunts in frustration. ]
The anomalies were gone after that. Seems like that app made no difference. 'least to us. Maybe it's different for you. Lemme know. We might as well take a head count here.
[ He debates on cutting it off right then but... something makes him pause. When he next speaks, there's something more authoritative in his tone. If even just a little bittersweet nostalgic, too. ] And hey... you be careful out there. The storm's pretty bad. I better not see any of your names on the next obituary. You hear me?
[ And that's that.
Now, it's a matter of playing the waiting game... and maybe sitting in a corner, compiling all the photographic evidence he collected from the morgue in the hospital. ]
It felt like something was in our heads only it was warm instead of cold. Tch... [ He grunts in frustration. ]
The anomalies were gone after that. Seems like that app made no difference. 'least to us. Maybe it's different for you. Lemme know. We might as well take a head count here.
[ He debates on cutting it off right then but... something makes him pause. When he next speaks, there's something more authoritative in his tone. If even just a little bittersweet nostalgic, too. ] And hey... you be careful out there. The storm's pretty bad. I better not see any of your names on the next obituary. You hear me?
[ And that's that.
Now, it's a matter of playing the waiting game... and maybe sitting in a corner, compiling all the photographic evidence he collected from the morgue in the hospital. ]