Entry 36 - Holmwood Day 3 [Voice Post]

[drifterforhire]

[A few, deeply drawn breaths, then Jet speaks, his voice sounding weak and raspy]

It's official. My friends are trying to kill me. Shoulda seen this coming a mile away.

Let's start from the beginning, shall we?

Yesterday, we investigated the creepy mansion, like I knew we shoulda done in the first place. All we find in the basement is a huge colony of

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[mollyforeva]

...what

[drifterforhire]

You heard me.

[mollyforeva]

And I say again -

what.

what.

[drifterforhire]

A little white bat has been sucking the life out of me, and my so-called "friends" don't seem to give a damn.

[mollyforeva]

...you know, if you want to get out of there for a while, I could use some company.

[drifterforhire]

I would, but I can barely move as it is. Besides, Virginia would get upset if I left again without telling her.

[mollyforeva]

Jet. I am married to an interuniversal taxi service, getting you out would not be that hard.

But if she'd freak out, I guess it's not the best idea.

[drifterforhire]

Yeah, I know that. My memory isn't that bad.

Virginia's already a sobbing mess. Because she knows it is her fault that I'm like this. 'Sides, she's watching over me right now. Can't sneak out.