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1/7/2016 7:26:00 PM
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[b]Frost sits in his room, a magnet in his left hand and a gun in his right[/b]
"Fūck it...."
[b]He puts the gun against his head and his finger inches towards the trigger[/b]
[spoiler]open[/spoiler]
English
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"I DON'T FŪCKING KNOW ANYMORE"
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"NEITHER DO I."
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"WHY ARE WE YELLING"
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"BECAUSE WE'RE ANGRY."
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"I'm not angry, just sad...."
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"Well I am angry."
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[b]He sighs[/b] "I don't know what to do anymore, Cyra...."
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"Neither do i”
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[b]He looks at her in desperation[/b] "I.....I don't even anymore...."
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”you don't even what?"
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"Don't know....never know, always confused...."
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"It's okay to be confused."
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[b]He sighs and presses the gun against his temple again[/b]
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[b]Cyra looks away[/b]
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"Goddamnit...."
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"What?"
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"Save me from myself....."
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"Then go ahead and do it... There's no point in me trying"
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[b]His eyes flash different colours[/b] "Not in that way"
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"Not in what way?"
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"A.I. cor-r-rupting"
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"Oh..."
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[b]He pulls the gun to his head again[/b] "My actions are not my own"
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"Oh..."
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[b]An expression of desperation appears on his face before he pulls the trigger[/b]
