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[endthem]

[his memories aren't clear enough to be able to tell how many days it has been since he's returned to the lab in the mountains. That delirious stupor that he'd been in... it made it seem as though his five weeks of captivity in one lab blended seamlessly into finding himself holed up in this empty one. Slowly, however, reality finally descends. He

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[goldenglasses]

[Well, he was going to find out sooner or later.]

He's home.

[Private//Voice]

[endthem]

[Home. Gone. Could it be true? Why would he leave; why would they send him away-- maybe he found a way out and left them all behind--left him behind...]

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[goldenglasses]

[Vash doesn't answer the silence, but he sits with his journal open, listening for any sounds.]

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[endthem]

[he finally speaks up again, voice all kinds of empty and not right]

...Are you certain?

[Vash is the only one now who could know for sure, after all]

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[goldenglasses]

Any of his stuff he might have had where you are. Is it gone?