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[knowsitsname]

[On the phone, you may hear a rustling of static, as though someone is running their hands over the receiver. A voice can be heard faintly in the background.]

...looks like a cell phone, but much bigger...odd, why can't I tell what this object is...?

[After about a minute or so, the voice assumes a regular volume.Ah...it seems this is a

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[sanctusdei]

This Gensokyo place is awfully popular.

[knowsitsname]

Is it, now...do you know others from Gensokyo who are here?

[sanctusdei]

Do you know someone named Marisa?

[knowsitsname]

Marisa? Marisa Kirisame? Yes, I know her well. Is she here? This wouldn't happen to be one of her machinations gone wrong, would it?

[sanctusdei]

Hnn. She is. And you know, that wouldn't surprise me, but I think she would have gotten bored with this place ages ago.

[knowsitsname]

[Despite his anxiety, he can't help but laugh a little.]

That does sound like her. Is she alright?

[sanctusdei]

I guess so. She seems to be a tough person to rattle.

[knowsitsname]

She is indeed. Marisa Kirisame is no coward, despite being many other things.

Ah, pardon...I am Rinnosuke Morichika. And you, sir?

[sanctusdei]

Theo Crawford. Someone who's been living in this dump for 5 months now.

[knowsitsname]

Five months? That must have been difficult.

[sanctusdei]

It sucks, but it beasts being dead. Which is my alternative.

[knowsitsname]

Dead?

[sanctusdei]

Afraid so. If you ask me, this place is Hell, and I have yet for anyone to prove otherwise.