[Adam's face appears as the broadcast starts, peering at the camera with the morgue as a background. He studies it for a moment, and then he murmurs, with raised eyebrows:]
...Clever.
[He smiles, polite as can be.]Good evening to anyone who may be out there and receiving me. I wonder, could you tell me where I might find clothes
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If your lucky, fella might find a few things littered about the place your in now. If not try and find somethin' t'wrap 'round ya and run out in the snow. Seen some fancy shops about with clothes might fit ya.
As for what's goin' on, depends really. Nothin' at the moment. Just wakin' up in a place they keep the dead apparently.
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Oh, it's snowing too, is it? Wonderful. I'll see what I can find and hit the shops later, I suppose.
...Right. I'm not supposed to be dead.
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Seems most people were never dead in the first place.
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[Despite some people's best efforts. :| ]
No one was dead yet we arrived via the morgue? Seems someone wants to unnerve us.
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Wakin' up alive 'ere was quite unexpected. Unless hell is made of cold metal and looks like some odd vacationin' spot.
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This place brought you back to life, then. That's a second chance most don't get.
I'm Adam. What's your name?
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[Reading wasn't his best forte either.]
Third chance. Already met death again since I've been 'ere.
Burke. Pleasure t'meet such a friendly fella.
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You've died here already? What happened?
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Did the city bring you back to life, then?
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[It was a useless thing to have anyway.]
What I'll be assumin', wasn't me who did it.
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No one around like the first time, well no one who was responsible for fixin' me up that is.
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[Really he didn't care. The city brought him back to life and he could go and do as he pleased again. That was all that mattered. Where he woke up and what it meant, not important.]
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