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WEEK 3
Another Sunday, another day to rest and recover after trial. The weather is now uncomfortably hot and humid after all the rain - perfect swimming weather, if what happened during the execution didn't put you off from swimming for a good long while.
As before, The RV's have changed, but it might not be the best idea to go and bother them after last week's...well, mistake. Maybe give it a week to rest. Additionally, if anyone tries to play the Wii, they will find that Chloe, Talcott, and Sayama's Miis have disappeared - as well that the machine itself is spitting out some strange music at the home screen and the Mii channel. The games seem unaffected by the musical change, at least - and there's now a copy of Mario Party 9 ready to be played alongside Wii Sports. Try not to murder each other or fling the wiimotes into the tv, alright?
The rest of the camp is the same as always, though now fishing equipment is always left out near the lake and beach, and there's a taped on sign on the slope railing declaring 'DO NOT LEAN ON.' Looks like they finally noticed the hazard that thing could potentially be. The kitchen has been fully scrubbed, the faint scent of lemon wafting in the air. Hm.
Two weeks have gone by, and with it, 6 of your fellow campers are gone. There are only six weeks left - six long weeks, and your chances of making it out dwindle all the time.
Knowing that, what will you do?
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[She wasn't expecting an apology, honestly.]
It's alright. I know my role here at camp does not make me very popular.
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Yeah, but ... like you said. You don't have a choice. It's ... different if I call someone like Talcott an asshole: he did. He could've walked away and left her there after she tried to shoot him, but he didn't.
[he has Issues with that, okay]
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[That's why he tanked so hard on Red's CR chart honestly.]
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[his voice breaks a little. sorry, Red. he didn't want to cry in front of you. he really didn't. but this is still all so fresh, and he's still so upset. baby's first betrayal, and all]
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Red looks sad, and she offers out an arm to him. If he wants a hug, she'll give him one.]
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Thanks. ... Hey, um. ... Everyone but Soma is out there.
[he gestures to the chapel]
How come nobody's seen him?
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He...
[God, how does she explain this in the least-morbid way?]
Some people change faster than others. I stashed him away somewhere, so nobody would need to see him.
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[he shouldn't have taken a moment to think about this]
Gross.
[and then, because he's a teenage boy, and he's morbidly curious]
Do they still smell while they're changing? Like, really bad? I've been down in the sewers and there were a whole bunch of bodies and it - yeah, it smelled awful. Like that? Or is it just nothing, like rocks?
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...
I would rather you not relive that particular nightmare anyway.
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[and with that, he's hugging her again. because for whatever reason, she has to do this. but she seems like if she didn't have to, she'd be SO nice, and ... that sucks.]
I wanna help you, Red. I wanna get us all out of here. Not just everyone in the cabins, but like ... you and Stan, too. But I'm not ... I'm not smart or strong or anything, I'm just a kid.
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Just be yourself, no matter what happens. That's enough.
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[he's not sure that'll save them, this time. not if what the delivery guy said is true. but he'll try. he'll still try]
Okay.