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Pointless to wonder. Best to steel yourself and carry on regardless.

Who are you to say, either?

You could prolong the stillness... forever.

Like trying to meditate -- the harder you try to grasp it, the more elusive it becomes.

Your skepticism runs dry in the face of a real trepidation.

You've waded into a trap. You don't know how or what kind, but nobody gives away cash like this for nothing.

The mention of La Luz never fails to make your hairs stand attentive.

She thinks she's won this conversation, and there is nothing you could say to her that would convince her otherwise.

Sounds more like she notices, but does not care.

Survives them, too.

A cold swell smashes into your ribcage.

It's pointless to argue. You won't be stopping him.

The stories affect them as much as any listener. They reopen the wound with every telling.

He will not lower it. Defiance keeps it aloft.

Mild generalized discomfort. You have pointed out the elephant in the room.

He's getting worked up again. This group has no inhibitions surrounding public arousal.

The dolphin is inside your head. Pressing its blubber against your skull.

Oh no. Here we go.

Do not tell him.

Your friend's little vanities seem especially hopeless now.

Light shines for the first time on territories it has never before reached.

Stop this now. Human beings were never meant to do this.

By now you are an expert in speaking to the non-responsive and the absent.

This game's getting played, even with a handicapped substitute.

Plaintext. No cipher. Good start.

The mere sight of HOLOCENE's handwriting incurs a shiver of post-codebreaking trauma.

No longer can she live with the burden.

A chill runs up your spine. The beginnings of an uncanny convergence.

The monkey stares you down. His adorably well-fitting shirt does nothing to tamper the threat.

Effortless. Nothing but grim inevitability and dawning madness now.

But did someone sell out Karolina? That you never discovered.

If they aren't already a bloody mass screaming at existence.

A flatland vertigo takes hold of you as you face the expanse of letters again.

Steady yourself. You've slipped deeper into the game.

Suddenly, violently, you are aflame with indignation.

You meet this latest existential ridicule with nothing but resignation.

You've never seen the man before either, but the horripilation up your neck tells you exactly who he is.

Uh oh. An unknown quantity. You don't care for those.

Don't panic. Must've been a body double. A pawn distracts, the king withdraws.

She would be vaporised by return fire in seconds.

That he could clear it all up. That things could go on, as though none of what happened had happened.

'Doing fine, without you,' is all he hears.

He'd simply prefer it weren't him.

Rising temperature, needless fidgeting -- this really bothered him.

She meant it lightly, yet still -- a papercut across your heart's epicardium.

You need to get to the bottom of this 'bootlegging device'. Press her.

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