What is this place. What am I doing here.
[The voice on the communicator is flat, androgynous, teenage. In the background, there's the crackle of a small fire and the unmistakable sound of a man weeping. "Please, let me go." "Help me!" "Don't do this." Again and again.]
I wonder if Folken's here. I wonder if Gatti's here. I wonder if Shesta's
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