[There is a soft rustle of clothing and then footsteps. A voice speaks from farther away, an odd cross between resigned and rather irritated]
Well. I don’t feel dead.
When I thought of Hell, this is certainly not what I imagined. No fire and brimstone, huh? Ugly as fuck though.
[A sigh, and some more footsteps. Rustling as the
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And I've yet to get a proper explanation. Care to offer one?
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Once, months and months ago, you were here. The fact that you have no memory of this is not an uncommon phenomenon. In fact, I'd be more shocked if you did recall your time here. I assume it has something to do with the nature of how the scientists bring people here at all.
The guide that Miss Knowledge provided gives you the basics. Did you have any specific questions?
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What's your name?
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I'm Tir McDohl, an officer with the police force here.
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Where can I find shelter, as you put it?
Guess you already know my name, Tir. Police force? How many people are trapped here?
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At last reckoning? I'd guess between three and four hundred.
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That many, huh. I can see why you'd need a police force.
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I've got it. See you around then, Tir. I'll drop you a line if I've got any other questions.
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