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9/12/2015 3:46:04 AM
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It's ok. Here. *i carry you into the room with the dead doctor, and heal you myself*
You're safe here. If anyone accuses you of something like this, come to me.
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What the f*ck.....
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Trust me. Something happened. *i pick up the doctors severed head, one eye cut out* you did this. I seen it happen. You must've went into a blackout. Split personality disorder, maybe?
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Uh... *I take out a totem and start rolling it in my hands to relieve stress. It seems to have a dark aura I can't see*
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Huh. Well, good luck with the recovery. Talk to me if you need anything. Nobody else, as I don't want corpses lining the halls of the alamo
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Um.....still confused. *she gets up and starts to leave*
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I open a portal to my barracks, and leave
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(End)
