Event: Consolidation Theory, Part Four and Five

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Characters: red-marked characters and their new friends
Location: ???
Date: Morning 354, Morning and Day 355
Summary: A quiet morning and a confusing morning, or maybe they're both, or maybe they're neither.
Warnings: gore, psychological horror, warn for specifics in the subject lines

Part Four OOC Post
Part Five OOC Post

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[cahooted]

Was it you? You were there, weren't you, you were all there. Why did you do that?

[His voice is picking up rapidly, his breath hitching.]

Why did you do that!?

[thewarningafter]

[Why. Not what, why, and Stephen's stomach lurches as the memory comes to him, unbidden, of the converts' desperate apologies, his own inability to look America in the eye even though he knew, he knew it had never been the country's choice.]

Oh...oh, gods. No, no, I don't--what did we do, Flynn? What did we do to you?

[A cruel question, but it spills from him with impossible urgency.]

[cahooted]

[Flynn shakes his head, scrambling to get to his feet, swaying dangerously.]

You attacked us. [His voice is panicky, incredulous, as if he's just figuring this out himself.] You attacked-- everybody!

[thewarningafter]

[Stephen's brow furrows tighter, his face the picture of confusion and horror.]

The drugs they gave us...Flynn, I don't remember. I don't remember anything that happened since yesterday.

[cahooted]

You don't remember?

[The words register on some level but he's too upset, too agitated to connect with them rationally, his voice shrill with growing hysteria.]

How could you not remember that? How could you not remember that?!