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label chapter_14A:
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#Bowling for Volcano High
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scene room anon day
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"I wake up the next morning with my head cradled in my arms."
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play music "audio/OST/Appreciating the Moment.ogg" fadein 1.0
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"My back aches from the lack of proper bedding, but that’s hardly anything new."
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"Groggily, I pull myself to my feet."
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"I pull back the curtain to reveal that a thick sunday fog had rolled in overnight."
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"What time is it…?"
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"Guess I’ll check my phone…"
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show anonphone at scenter with moveinbottom
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"Ten AM, huh…"
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hide anonphone with moveoutbottom
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"Damn, I slept a while."
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"...Did Fang sleep well?"
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A "Fang, you up?"
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stop music
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"The bed is empty."
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A "Oh."
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"Wait a second."
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"My phone has seventy missed calls and over a hundred texts from Naser…"
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"That’s right, my phone was on silent last night for Prom."
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"He’s probably just worried about Fang, but by Raptor Jesus’ right nut man."
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"I open the most recent voicemail."
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FD "By Raptor Jesus’ left testicle if Fang is not home within the hour I will hunt you down and mount your head on my trophy wall! You will RUE the day that-"
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"Whoa."
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"Next one…"
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FD "Maybe I didn’t make myself fucking clear. You will be sleeping with the fishes if Lucy is not home in the morning. I have a particular set of-"
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"I’m starting to get the idea."
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"All the texts are written in a similar vein."
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"I try texting Fang to see if she got home safe."
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"Anon: hey, you alright?"
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"Anon: just noticed your dad was pretty livid last night"
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"Anon: he mustve been writing all night long"
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"...No immediate response."
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"Well, she’ll see it when she sees it."
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"S’not like I can do much else for Fang right now."
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"I take note of the mess that Fang created, a reminder of how badly I fucked up."
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"Fuck me. So this is what they mean by Prom Night disasters."
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"I always thought it was just a euphemism for teen pregnancies."
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"There’s laminate… something, splinters all over the floor from my dresser."
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"And a check inside my bathroom reveals that The Duke managed to crack my porcelain throne."
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"Shit. No way am I getting my deposit back now."
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"I check the controller carefully, only barely relieved that there’s no damage."
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"After I’ve swept up the bits of broken dresser I find I have no real clue what to do."
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"A check of my phone again shows that Fang’s at least seen my texts."
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"I sigh."
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"How do I make this up to her?"
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"I feel like a fucking heel right now."
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"It’ll take my mind off things at least."
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scene black with fade
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"..."
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"Master Grug, you mind telling me what you’re doing on that boat?"
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"Ooga booga, finish this fight."
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"Guess I’ll play the next one, I really don’t feel like doing anything else today."
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"..."
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scene room anon night with fade
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"Wake Grug when you need Grug."
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"Really wish I could just float away in an iceberg like Master Grug after last night."
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show anonphone with moveinbottom
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"I glance at my phone and realize I spent ten hours playing Rock Ring."
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"My mind was turned off for most of that, guess I just lost track of time."
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hide anonphone with moveoutbottom
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"I’m shaken from my thoughts by a knock at my door."
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"The door I forgot to lock."
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"Oh god, I’m gonna be murdered, butchered, my body parts sold on the black market and turned into some disgusting rhinorex’s sex toys."
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"Hopefully in that order."
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"Before I can search for my knife, the door opens to reveal…"
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show anon neutral at aleft
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show fang neutral flip at sright
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with dissolve
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play music "audio/OST/appreciating_the_scenery.ogg" fadein 1.0
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F "Anon? You- oh! Hey…"
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F "Uh… Why are you huddled in the fetal position?"
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A "Fang? Oh thank fuck."
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"I deflate, slumping lifelessly on my bed."
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A "I thought your dad was here to kill me."
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F "Ah. Yeah. Sorry."
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"Fang sets her backpack down on the kitchen table."
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F "So…"
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show anon sad with dissolve
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"Shit. Should have actually thought about what I should say to her."
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A "Fang, about last ni-"
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F "It’s fine."
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show anon neutral with dissolve
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A "-ight.. What?"
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F "It’s fine, Anon. I don’t blame you for what happened."
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"What."
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F "In fact, I’m sorry for overreacting last night."
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"There’s something about this all that is setting off alarms in my head."
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"I don’t know what kind though. Or why."
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A "I… What?"
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F "I said I’m sorry. I shouldn’t have blown up on you like last night."
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A "Even if it was my fault? I should have-"
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F "It isn’t, Anon."
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A "But-"
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show black with fade
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"My words are cut off. My mind goes completely blank."
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"Fang’s hands grip my dirty dress shirt tightly as her beak presses against my parted lips, her tongue invading my mouth."
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"She pulls away abruptly, leaving me confused and lightheaded."
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A "I..wha...Fang?"
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"Her hands guide me down onto my bed and she straddles my lap."
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stop music fadeout 1.0
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show black with fade
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"..."
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"Sometime in the night the bed shifts."
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play music "audio/OST/The Hunt for more (You)s.ogg" fadein 1.0
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"I hear the bathroom door close so I pay it no mind and drift back to sleep."
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"Eventually my internal clock wakes me up."
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scene room anon day with fade
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"Stretching and yawning, realize that it’s a lot brighter than normal."
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"Did I sleep in?"
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"The alarm clock on my table has been unplugged…"
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"I reach over to grab my phone to check the time."
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"Nine-o-two AM?"
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"Oh shit, Fang and I are beyond late."
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stop music fadeout 1.0
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"Wait, where is Fang?"
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"Her backpack is gone, too."
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"Oh come on, she went to school without me?!"
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"I rush to put my clothes on and get out the door as soon as possible."
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stop music fadeout 1.0
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"About halfway there my phone buzzes in my pocket."
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"Unread texts from Fang?"
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"{i}Fang: ♪ Control over my life you denied, And now death approaches from the sky, Why'd it be me you had to vilify? I guess this is Goodbye, Volcano High ♫{/i}"
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"The cryptic message stops me in my tracks."
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"Something is definitely wrong."
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"This almost reads like…"
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"The adrenaline pushes my feet back into a desperate bolt towards the school."
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scene outside school fog
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show anon neutral at aleft
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with fade
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"The whole time my mind floods with horrid worst-case scenarios."
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"I tell myself I’m just worrying, but my mad sprint betrays the lie."
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"As I approach the school, I notice a crowd through the haze."
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"Surely it’s just a drill."
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"The deceit is shattered when I see the crowd consists of students huddling and crying, with teachers quietly making sure everyone is accounted for."
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"...Where’s Fang?"
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"She has to be in this crowd."
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"There’s just a fire in the school that scared people."
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"She’s in this crowd somewhere."
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scene a02 with fade
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T "YOU!!"
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"The voice calls out through the silence for all to hear."
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"Trish moves to stand a dozen feet in front of me on the pavement."
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"A shaky finger directing malice towards me."
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"She’s redfaced, streams of tears running the mascara down her face."
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T "WHY DID YOU COME HERE?!?"
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"Blurred heads turn to the commotion."
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T "YOU BASTARD!!"
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T "WHY COULDN’T YOU JUST LEAVE US ALONE?!"
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T "NOW JUST LOOK WHAT HAPPENED!!"
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T "LOOK WHAT YOU’VE DONE!"
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T "ARE YOU HAPPY?"
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"I can’t say anything."
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"Is this really happening?"
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T "LEAVE US ALREADY!!"
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T "YOU SHOW UP, GET THEIR ATTENTION, AND NOW… AND NOW…!"
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"She chucks her phone through the air."
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"It misses by inches and smashes on the ground somewhere behind me."
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T "I WAS RIGHT ABOUT YOU THE WHOLE TIME!!"
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T "I WAS RIGHT ABOUT YOU!! YOU!!"
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"By now her tirade becomes incomprehensible screaming."
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"A teacher has to hold her back and try directing her to a nearby curb to sit."
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scene black with fade
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"...I don’t have time for this."
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"Where is Fang?"
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"I gotta get in that building."
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"I turn around and dash away into the fog as Trish is being consoled by a group of students."
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scene hallway with fade
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"The side door is still unlocked, and I’m able to slip in without being noticed."
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"The halls are silent, despite it all."
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"My footsteps clatter through the empty halls."
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"It’s third period now, Fang always talks about having to deal with Naomi in Econ."
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"That’s not on this floor, fuck!"
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scene black with fade
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"I pause when I reach the stairwell upwards."
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"I can’t say for sure what, but my instincts are screaming at me to not go up, to turn back now."
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"... I can’t."
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"My hand lightly glides along the handrail while I cautiously cross the stairs to the second floor."
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"The first thing that hits me is the smell."
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"That electric, almost metallic stench of wet ozone."
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"I’ve never been in a real fight before, but even so…"
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"It’s a smell everyone instinctively knows."
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"I couldn’t tell what sound I made, because I frankly don’t remember."
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"All I will ever remember from this is the sight of my former classmates splattered across the halls like bags of waste."
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scene a04 with fade
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"The spills and trails of blood tell the story of their final moments."
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"Two were trying to run and still remain face down in their final resting places."
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"One slumped from a locker, smearing his remains all the way down like a puppet string."
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"And the last one, who tried fighting back, now clumped in the middle of the hallway soaked in the collective pooling blood."
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"It was Naser."
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"This isn’t real, none of this is real."
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"I’m just having a nightmare after last nights’ episode."
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"Things are just fine, I’ll return to reality soon…"
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"..."
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"..."
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"..."
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"Please…"
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"...God...Damn it..."
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"...Where is Fang…?"
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"I just need to find her."
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"There’s one open door in the hall, the one closest to the battlefield."
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"I already know I’m not going to see her."
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"Fang hasn’t been in that room since she started."
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"The only thing in there is the huddled corpse of our student council president."
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"...Guess she didn’t get that ‘perfect highschool life’ in the end."
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"..."
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scene black with fade
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"The stairs."
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"There’s only one place she can be."
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"One place where she’d go."
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"When I turn back to the stairwell, something makes a wet thud behind me."
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"Somehow, Naser’s still alive."
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"He’s moved his arm in my direction, and still has the strength to move a bit."
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"His eyes meet mine for a moment."
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"Disappointment."
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"Sorrow."
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"Mourning."
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"..."
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"I can’t focus on him."
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"He’s got seconds left, anything I tried would just be a waste of time."
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"His hand makes a wet slap against the hard tiles one last time while I start up the stairs."
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"Somehow, the remaining two flights of stairs have gained another several hundred steps."
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"I haven’t seen who it was yet, it might not be her."
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"You know well it can only be her."
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"How could I have known this would happen? This isn’t my fault..!"
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"You had just as much a hand in this as she did."
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"Fang isn’t here. She’s at home being grilled by her father for seeing me again."
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"She’s behind that door with a loaded gun."
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"...How long have I been standing here, staring at the doorknob?"
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"...How much longer could I get away with putting it off?"
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"As it is, it’s not the worst case scenario."
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"Even if Naser and Naomi are gone…"
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"There’s a chance it’s not Fang up here."
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"I’d rather just stand here forever."
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"Relishing in the possibility that there’s some hope left."
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"However."
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"Time stops for no one."
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"Not even me."
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"The police sirens have been outside for a while."
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"I can’t ignore them any longer."
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"I owe Fang this much at least."
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"..."
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"The doorknob is still cold on my hand."
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"I turn it and exit to the rooftop."
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"In the dense morning fog the only thing to stand out is the silhouette."
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"One that I easily recognize."
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scene a10 with fade
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A "Fang."
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"She’s silent. I can’t even tell if she’s looking at me or not."
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A "Fang, please. Say something."
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"My legs feel leaden as I approach her."
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A "Fang. Come on. T-this is all…"
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"Slowly more and more details come too."
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"The revolver that hung limply from her fingers."
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"The splatter of blood on her pants."
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"Her wings with multiple bald patches on them."
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"And the sound of her ragged breaths."
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A "Fang…"
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"My fingers brush against her shoulder."
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scene black
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play sound "audio/effects/shot.ogg"
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A "ARGH!"
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"Hot, searing pain."
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"My left leg crumples under me."
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"As I fall I see Fang’s beautiful amber eyes."
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"They’re red and puffy, with makeup-less tears running freely down her cheeks."
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F "A-Anon… WHY ARE YOU-!"
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A "Aaaah… haaaah… Fang… Why…?"
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F "Y-you weren’t supposed to be here!"
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F "You shouldn’t have come here!"
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A "Fuck… Because… Because I love you! Haaaaaah."
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scene a10 with fade
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"I struggle to balance on my left leg. The hole in my shin dribbles blood down to the floor."
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"I don’t care though."
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"I hobble forward."
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"Fang steps back."
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F "S-stay back!"
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"The revolver clatters against the concrete, spent on ammo."
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A "Fang… please…"
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"A painful step forward."
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"She takes another back."
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F "Anon!"
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A "Just come downstairs with me… It’s not over, it doesn’t have to be this wa-"
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"With a crunch, my shin gives out completely, lurching me forward onto my hands and knees."
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scene black with fade
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"I have to keep going."
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"Even if it’s on my knees."
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"I can feel myself slowing."
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"My thoughts cloudy."
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"The blood loss..."
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"The pain is so intense, however."
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"It brings some clarity to my mind."
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"Enough that I can drag myself forward."
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A "Please, come down with me."
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F "Oh-oh god. Oh my god. S-stop…"
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"The sharp bone pokes and tears through my leg muscle."
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"I briefly look behind me, the trail is spilling out and making my other leg wet."
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"Bile rises up my throat at the sight."
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"I swallow hard and look back to Fang."
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"I have to reach her."
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"I can still fix this."
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"I can still save her."
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"Fang keeps backing away as I try to get closer, remaining out of my reach."
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"Fang stops and catches her balance."
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"Her foot is halfway over the edge."
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"We’ve reached the edge of the rooftop."
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"End of the line."
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A "Fang."
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A "Look at me."
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scene a11 with fade
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"Her head shakily turns from the concrete below to meet my eyes again."
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A "Back away from there, please."
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F "I-I… I…"
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A "It’s not over."
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A "Stay with me here, please."
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F "I…"
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A "Don’t leave me alone."
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"We stare for an eternity, all through the police’s screaming below."
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"Fang looks below once more, down the three story drop to the walkway below."
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"The walkway we’d passed through so many times to get to classes without a second thought."
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"The walkway we crossed daily with our friends through all our trials."
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A "Please…"
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"She looks to me again, less shakily this time."
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"The sides of her mouth curl into a warm smile."
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"The last of her tears falls."
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scene a12 with fade
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"She jumps."
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A "Fang!"
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"I can’t look over."
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"I don’t want to see it."
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"The authorities betray my final wish of death by bursting through the door at that exact minute."
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"I drift into unconsciousness when they start wrapping my leg."
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scene black with fade
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pause 5
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"..."
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"Three weeks pass."
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"Probably."
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"All I can remember is the sterile hospital room and an endless lineup of reporters."
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"The whole incident made national news."
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"Apparently I had become ‘the brave soul who took a bullet to stop a school shooting.’"
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"But to everyone I know I’m just the one who caused all this."
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"After I refused to answer the constant pestering enough, I was finally left in blissful solitude."
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"I expected a visit from Spears, or Reed, or Stella or someone."
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"But they never came."
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"I got discharged just yesterday."
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"I’ll need to stay on a crutch for a few months, but that’s hardly the wound I'm worried about."
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scene a13 with fade
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"...Her funeral was today."
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"I wasn’t invited, of course."
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"But I can’t just leave it either."
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"So I wait out of sight several hundreds of feet away for the remaining family members to trickle out of the crowd and go home."
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scene a14a with fade
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"The last figure lingers for over an hour."
|
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|
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"If anyone, he’s the one who deserved this the least."
|
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|
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"He was right the whole time, about me."
|
||
|
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"And here I am, defiling her grave with my presence."
|
||
|
||
"Eventually, he too leaves."
|
||
|
||
scene a15 with fade
|
||
|
||
"The alternations of footsteps and the crutch make me feel more mechanical than human."
|
||
|
||
"Then again, that may be true regardless of having a crutch."
|
||
|
||
scene a14 with fade
|
||
|
||
"The two graves are right next to each other."
|
||
|
||
"Various flowers pollute the fresh mounds."
|
||
|
||
"In memory of Naser. Loving son and brother."
|
||
|
||
"... I’m sorry, man."
|
||
|
||
"I hobble over to the other headstone."
|
||
|
||
"{i}Here lies dearest Lucy. Heaven restores you in light.{/i}"
|
||
|
||
"God damn it."
|
||
|
||
"This is all my fault."
|
||
|
||
"None of this would have happened if I noticed something was wrong."
|
||
|
||
"If I just supported Fang more instead of getting into a fight."
|
||
|
||
"If I never got between her and her friends by telling her how I felt."
|
||
|
||
"If I never bothered Fang and just stayed to myself."
|
||
|
||
"...If I never moved to Volcaldera in the first place."
|
||
|
||
"Fuck."
|
||
|
||
"And because of me Naomi and Naser and Fang and the others are gone."
|
||
|
||
"Because I’m too fucking stupid to see any of the warning signs."
|
||
|
||
"I should be crying right now."
|
||
|
||
"I should be screaming to the world why I should have died instead."
|
||
|
||
"But I instead I just feel…"
|
||
|
||
"My final plea to Fang races through my head."
|
||
#fade in wind blowing here
|
||
play sound "audio/effects/wind.ogg" loop volume 0.3
|
||
"{i}Don’t leave me alone.{/i}"
|
||
|
||
"I just feel completely and utterly and hopelessly alone."
|
||
|
||
"The sprinkling rain stops."
|
||
|
||
"Seems the world is tired of my monologuing."
|
||
|
||
"Like Trish said, I’m just some nobody from the middle of nowhere."
|
||
|
||
"And the only person I ever cared about is gone."
|
||
|
||
"The split second I thought I was somebody, I ruined everything."
|
||
|
||
"So now, I’m back to being nobody."
|
||
|
||
"..."
|
||
|
||
"It’s better this way."
|
||
$ quick_menu = False
|
||
window hide
|
||
play sound "audio/effects/wind.ogg" loop volume 0.2
|
||
play music "audio/OST/Sad!.ogg" fadein 1.0 volume 2.8 noloop
|
||
pause 20
|
||
stop sound fadeout 1.0
|
||
scene black with fade
|
||
pause 30
|
||
scene 1of4 with fade
|
||
pause 15
|
||
return
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