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15strangers2019-11-21 09:05 pm
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I READ THE NEWS TODAY, OH BOY
[Good morning, (good morning, good,) Strangers.
The countdown has been steadily ticking since Tuesday, and despite the crowded nature of the house making it a couple degrees warmer than it might otherwise be, the looming threat hangs cold.
There's a certain disquiet in the air as morning dawns on the residents of 15 Maple Lane – not that anyone would be able to tell, with the darkness of Pluto, of all places hanging outside.
Maybe it's just you? Or maybe there's something up with that? Only one way to find out...]
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[Let's. See who's in the living room...]
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Hey--!
[Are they still alive...?]
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Indeed.
It is very clear once the two are close enough that Himeko Inaba, the Hunter, is dead..]
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[Wow, this is. Really upsetting.]
She's. Dead. Someone... actually killed her.
[SHE'S MAD. But also frustrated with herself. She couldn't stop this from happening.]
...what now?
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... So someone hath succumbed to the threat after all... cowardly.
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[But it's. A complicated situation.]
We have to figure out who did this. I can't just leave it like this.
[That's just part of who she is. She needs that closure. And if she can, she wants at least some form of justice for Inaba.]
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Nothing.
He feels like a failure. He didn't know her so it's nothing truly personal but it's agonizing nonetheless. He at least spoke to her and...well. Time to move on. ]