III. The Third Day

[enviousmath]

[Kyrie has been outside. But if you see her outside (or rather, if you dare to come out) you will see her holding a shotgun, firmly gripped in her hands. As if she had used it before, countless times. She knows the dangers of the post office, but frankly a gun is going to be more useful than anything else right now. Nothing seems to be missing from

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[hop_toit_udonge]

Such desperation...

[enviousmath]

When men in hazardous suits start walking around strangely, it sounds like a good time to prepare. They won't sell me a gun at the shops after all.

[hop_toit_udonge]

I can only hope that it was worth it in the end...

[enviousmath]

I don't seem to missing any body parts or organs. So I think it was.

[hop_toit_udonge]

Well sometimes it's not immediately apparent...

[enviousmath]

Have you experienced it before?

[hop_toit_udonge]

Not personally.

[enviousmath]

Hm. Not surprised. You seem a lot more reasonable than I am.

...I have family members in Mayfield, doctor. I need to keep them safe too.

[hop_toit_udonge]

... I think I do understand that much.

[enviousmath]

Then understand why I had to take such precautions. I don't like to think about what they took from me, but that all comes second when it comes to protecting them and myself.

[hop_toit_udonge]

...

Very well. I won't say another word in that regard.

[enviousmath]

Thank you. Your opinion is appreciated. I'll do my best to take care of myself. Once this is all over I'll likely give the gun back to them in exchange for what they took.