[The boy in the bed comes awake with a start, crying out and thrashing as if something's grabbing at him, pulling him down, ripping him apart. His eyes shoot open, and his hands are still clutching at things in the dark, thrashing to brush his skin off, shuddering as if spiders are scrambling over his flesh, under his clothes
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... y-you're...
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Are you all right?
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[Al swallows hard. His voice nearly dies in his throat.]
... confused... scared. But m-mostly okay.
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I'll give you the nutshell of things, Al. We're in a city called Adstringendum, where a lot of different worlds or universes came together. There are creatures called Animus that change things fairly regularly. They took something away from a lot of people just now, a lot of different somethings. I think they're trying to teach a lesson.
You've been in the city longer than me, and I've been here for, well, quite a while. Around a year now.
If you need anything, you know me, and I think I've still got everything intact.
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But... why would they take things? Did we do something to them?
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What does that mean, tired of us dying?
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