{Fifty--Eight ~ Lost Friends} {Audio}

[chorusangel]

Ama? Ama, you here?

[The sound of a door being pushed open and then footsteps.]

Amaria? Ou-est elle? Her things... all gone!

[A long pause, and then...]

Anyone... anyone see Amaria?

[OOC: Yeah, this is my coming off hiatus early. /o/]

Comments

[chopshopgoddess]

One of your friends disappeared, too?

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[chorusangel]

No, no, she can't have gone! She's just... I just can't find her right now. I'm sure she'll turn up soon.

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[chopshopgoddess]

Yeah...maybe you're right. Maybe she's still here...

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[chorusangel]

She has to be. I don't know what I'd do if she left too.

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[chopshopgoddess]

I'm...kinda running along the same lines too, actually. Sort of trying not to freak out, here.

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[chorusangel]

I'm sorry if you've lost friends. It's so hard here, especially as we don't know what happens to them after...

I like to think they just go back home, or at least somewhere safe.

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[chopshopgoddess]

I'm...I'm pretty sure they do...I had my uh...er, well a friend of mine come for a while, then he disappeared. Then he came back and he never remembered being here, but...things had happened in the in between, y'know? So...so I think they go home, but they...forget.

He disappeared again, so I hope he's okay.

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[chorusangel]

I think that must be what happens, given what people say if they come here more than once. It's certainly a better to think that than to assume that... that they are dead.

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[chopshopgoddess]

Yeah I...I dunno what I'd do if they were dead.

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[chorusangel]

Neither do I, and I pray that they are well.