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[hisfawn]

--ah, there we go. [A bespectacled boy with messy black hair and a very visible lightning-shaped scar on his forehead comes into view, his accent obviously English. He's sitting in the hostel lobby, by the look of things.]

Er, I'm not quite sure what to make of all this. I read a few of the pamphlets, but... really? There's no way my entire life

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voice, why can't I resist, will be very very slow

[spacesalmon]

Advice? Er...I'm also new here, but I suppose I should say the food here can be...unorthodox? And you really have to watch out for the rains when people warn you about it?

That's all I can think of. I'm sorry I'm not much help.

no problem. o7

[hisfawn]

It's fine, thank you. Every little helps and all that.

[He frowns.] Why should I watch out for the rain?

[spacesalmon]

It melts people, apparently.

[hisfawn]

I'll... definitely keep an eye on the weather then. Has it rained recently?

[spacesalmon]

A little more than a week ago, yes. I arrived then, and it was...confusing, I guess. A lot of people died.

[hisfawn]

People died? Could they not get out the rain in time? Did anyone try and help them?

[spacesalmon]

....the hospital tried, I think, and maybe the police did too. Everyone who could help must have. But it looks like you only need to be out there for a few minutes before it kills you, and that's probably why.

And there's a family hiding under a shelter when the roof fell in on them. Almost everybody died. It's...really quite sad.

[hisfawn]

...yeah, it is. [he looks down for a moment.]

I suppose we'll all just have to watch out for each other then.