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[soverydoomed]

*if you're listening, you might have heard a strange whine, getting louder and louder. If you're outside, you might have seen a large object diving through the sky towards camp.

No matter where you are, you probably just heard a very loud crash. And if you come to investigate, why, you'll hear voices! It seems like they're coming from that huge

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[straight_as_an]

[goes to investigate!]

It can't be....The Condor?

[soverydoomed]

*FROM WITHIN*

The first sign of swamp fever. Hallucinations.

[straight_as_an]

Stork!

[soverydoomed]

The final stages will soon be upon me.

[straight_as_an]

Stork. You're not hallucinating.

[soverydoomed]

Plunged into the heart of the swamp, not even my body will be recovered until the slugworms have stripped it bare...

[straight_as_an]

[appropriate keywords]

[places a hand on Stork's shoulder] Stork, it's me.

[soverydoomed]

Aerrow? In my last deliriums, it's you I see...

[straight_as_an]

I'm not part of your deliriums, Stork. I was sent here a while back remember?

[soverydoomed]

To Terra F-U Die...we came to find you. Finn insisted there was...still hope.

[straight_as_an]

Well, there's not much we can do about it now.

How's the Condor?

[soverydoomed]

It needs some work...a lot of work.

[straight_as_an]

That means we're grounded.

Communication?

[soverydoomed]

I can't pick up any signals.

[straight_as_an]

Guess there's not much we can do.

[soverydoomed]

Just...wait.