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[ Forward-Dated to the evening of September 15, Thursday, nearing twilight ]

[ The video turns on, and Miles looks concerned. It's just about nearing sunset in Goldenrod right now, the streetlights and store signs flickering to life, and the sky a deep red-orange overhead. He's alone. There is no sign of Ken Amada, but there is no comment on that.

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[ The delayed reply from a tattered Miles is dripping with his exhaustion. ]

I'm alive.

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...I don't know how many volts of electricity that was, but getting hit by lightning is usually painful.

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I am--see? [ He holds up heavily bandaged hands. ]

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I'm about to fall asleep, but I can't really feel anything under all the medication. This isn't my first time getting shocked liked this, either.

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Not with the sheep.

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They don't tend to sound very good. I'm alright, though.

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Nurse Joy wants me to get a few days of bedrest.

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Me too. I'm on medication right now, but I'd hate to think that I'd be like without it. Last time, I thought my hand was going to fall off.