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15strangers2020-02-06 11:18 am
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T̴H͠E̶̡̢ ̴F̶̴Í̸RŞ̴͠T̵͞ ͟I̵N͟͡͝V̕͠ES̶͝T̸IG҉͝A̡͠T̡IO҉̶͢N͏
[Good morning, Strangers.
How do you all feel today? Sad? Confused? Worried? Well, that's not the Hosts' problem. You guys are the ones being stubborn and obstinate, after all. In any case, it's time for all of you to get up and start moving.
It's Friday. Maybe you'll luck out and everyone's alive. But there's only one way to find out.]
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[If it wasn't bad enough that she found her own, she's close enough to hear that there's another by the houses.
...unfortunately, she knows exactly who's house that is. Fear sets in and she abandons her investigation long enough to see what's going on over here.]
Aidios, why?
[This is so much worse than everything they dealt with before. In such a short time not only one, but two people have died. She goes to her knees, shaky, and tries to take a moment. That moment however is just going to be her crying in frustration.]
...we were supposed to be a team...
[Why does she keep losing her partners? One runs away and the other one dies. Is it her? Is she the problem?]
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He kneels down next to her, unsure if a hand on her arm would be welcome or not.]
I'm sorry.
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...thank you. I know he was kind of weird but... he looked out for me. Bird or whatever... he was my friend...
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Bird or whatever, he was a person, and he didn't deserve this....