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[private; hackable by Relm, Kyon, and close friends]
This... This thing...
[Jill is cradling a small object in her hands. It is a blood-red, oval-shaped mechanical device of some sort, with a series of tentacle-like appendages attached.
A ray of orange peeks into the otherwise dark room. The device gleams in the light of the setting sun.]
...It can't be true. Wesker was... He was lying.
...
[Unconsciously, Jill's hand rises, her fingers stroking the center of her chest. With a sudden grimace, she throws the device to the ground with a loud clang.
She sits there, staring at it, until night falls.]
This... This thing...
[Jill is cradling a small object in her hands. It is a blood-red, oval-shaped mechanical device of some sort, with a series of tentacle-like appendages attached.
A ray of orange peeks into the otherwise dark room. The device gleams in the light of the setting sun.]
...It can't be true. Wesker was... He was lying.
...
[Unconsciously, Jill's hand rises, her fingers stroking the center of her chest. With a sudden grimace, she throws the device to the ground with a loud clang.
She sits there, staring at it, until night falls.]