a negative reaction Descole does their best to push back down. a terrifying memory. they swallow the lump in their throat.] S—sorry. Yes. Didn't mean to raise my voice so loud...

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Ah— [the sound snaps them back to attention, remembering where they are, out of breath and hoarse from all their shouting.] ... I'm sorry. [turning around, they find the source of the throw — slow as to not startle themself — and yet the sight of Charlie laying at the dirt once again sends

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this to another? left for dead.] ■■■■ !!! [at the speed they're going, their ankle could've snapped, tripping over and landing onto a tree. supporting their weight, they slowly lift their head and call out.] WHERE ARE YOU-?! PLEASE, COME BACK TO US, PLEASE—!!

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■■■■■■— ■■■■■■ ? [nothing comes out.] ■■■— [still, nothing.] ■■■ !!! [it burns at their throat. what were their partners names?] ■■■■ !? [what was her name? more silent alarms ring out of their mouth. Descole chokes. visions of their charred bodies come to mind. how could they have done-

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of a way to stop it from following.] Pinheiro! Pinheiro, forgive me, I never meant to drive you away-! [their voice isn't the same volume it was before, but its certainly loud enough to hear them from a distance.] I mean it! Return to me or slow down, please- [the wound staggers their movement.]

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