Двадцять Один 21: Nowhere is safe.

[motheringnation]

 [Dying again....it was like the pain of Chernobyl. Only this one brought a longer period of blackness. At home you may  find her looking around the wreckage

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[deaths_heritor]

. . . This mimicking trend should really stop sometime, Ukraine. We don't always have to be injured or die together.

[Her words are light but her tone is soft.]

[motheringnation]

[There is a pause and then she laughs lightly.]

It does seem to happen that way, doesn't it.

[deaths_heritor]

Unfortunately so.

. . .

This has to stop.

[motheringnation]

Perhaps we could take turns.

[deaths_heritor]

No. I meant . . . this situation.

[motheringnation]

Oh.

Well yes. Would be very nice if it stopped. Would also be very nice if they let us go home.

[deaths_heritor]

The latter is a bit of a stretch, but I think we all know how to achieve the former.

[motheringnation]

Ah...avoid dying?

[deaths_heritor]

I suppose that's a solution as well, but I'd prefer it if they went away entirely.

[motheringnation]

The men in suits?

.....oh.

[Is quieter now.]

Am surprised they have not found him yet.

[deaths_heritor]

They will, sooner or later. He's not teleporting anymore. Continuing to hide him at this point is only prolonging the inevitable.

[motheringnation]

I do not know where he is.

[deaths_heritor]

. . . I do. At least, his location this morning. Perhaps they've moved him already.

[motheringnation]

Are you going to tell them?

....all the people in house will probably die if you do.

[deaths_heritor]

I know that. If we're going to say it, we'll need the agreement of the people hiding him.

[motheringnation]

You think they would agree to that?