dr. franken stein. (
patchworkdoctor) wrote in
animus_network2012-02-24 10:37 pm
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⇝002 // voice
..Hello?
I'm not sure where I am. Where have I come to...?
I think...
I'm lost.
I'm not sure where I am. Where have I come to...?
I think...
I'm lost.

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And somewhere behind all that, a desire to laugh, to giggle, to just... Give up and let it infect her as badly as it has done to him.
She pushes past it, she always does, and makes it up to the twelfth floor. Slowly, she walks towards him, like she was approaching an injured animal (she was, maybe, in a way) and gently puts a hand on his shoulder.]
It's okay, I'm here now.