December 27, 1944

[dark_butler]

What do you think happens to people when they leave here?

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[motorcyclehero]

I guess they go home. Some people come back.

[dark_butler]

Why do you think they come back?

[motorcyclehero]

...Cuz they do?

I mean, they leave, they're gone... then they come back. I just did, myself.

[dark_butler]

That's not good enough.

[motorcyclehero]

...Well what proof do you want?

[dark_butler]

Files, documents, photos. People say they go and come back, but saying "cuz they do" isn't an explanation.

[motorcyclehero]

Sure it is. Just not a very good one.

Why don't you ask the devil? He probly knows more than he's telling.

[dark_butler]

Right. I'll just ring him up. Why don't I chat up God instead?

[motorcyclehero]

I tried that. I don't think He listens.

I mean, have you seen Earth lately?

[dark_butler]

World at war. Bombs falling like rain.

I've seen it and God helps those who help themselves. We made this mess, we clean it up.

[motorcyclehero]

War? ...Oh--yeah. Uh...

That's the one with Hitler, right. You probably won't believe this, either, but this City's not part of that world. I mean, you're not gonna be bombed here.

[dark_butler]

Why do you believe what they tell you?

[motorcyclehero]

It's as good an explanation as any. Besides, I wasn't messin with you when I said ask the devil. I'm pretty strange as well I've seen some strange things.

Do you believe in demons and all that? At all, I mean.

[dark_butler]

Just because I believe in them doesn't mean I go chatting them up.

[motorcyclehero]

That makes you smarter than me. But that's who to go to if you want answers, mostly.

[dark_butler]

Right. Go to the Father of Lies for answers.

Did you spend too much time in the trenches?