Origins

rotting here for your education

[Origins @MyUntendedBeing]

20 grams of gunpowder. That shouldn’t even fit in there.

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Almost saw me. If they can.

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Folders, folders, and folders. A ring in a small hidden cupboard. I think the frightened one stays around, empty ‘Bloxy Colas’ piled in the corner. Dandelion chains. Didn’t know they grew here. I hav sheshere

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The paper has tears soaked through it. Some of it is unintelligible.

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“Dear Aspen,

I’m sorry. I’m sorry. ██ I’m sorry. ██ I’m sorry. I’m sorry. Im sorry. Im sorry. Im sorry. Im s ████ sorry Im sorry Im so rry Im sorrry Im so rry Im soryv Im soory Im sor Imy Im sorr y ██”

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I’m going to look into the cultist.

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One of the killers, ‘Azoor’. He seems to strike a chord in the cultist. They run out of the cabin towards the docks, and wash their mouth out. Over and over and over until their gums start bleeding.
The cultist fascinates me.

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I have begun noticing a pattern.

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Yelling at the suit. Chans. He seems interesting. Reckless.

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Conversation. Listening.

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I need a body. I’m disgusting. Terrible how far it’s come. What it’s doing to these people.

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It forgot about me.

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