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[resurrected_b]

I've been feeling down ever since staking London. I honestly think she meant well, killing all those people, plus she saved Cordy. She just seemed so small and sad and just hugged her doll. Didn't put up a fight about it, if she even really knew what I was going to do. And then there was that weird flash of light when I staked her...could she

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[resurrected_b]

I watch as Anya and Cordy go off down the hall. Guess I shouldn't have expected Anya to be able to get me out, too, but I wonder if I should wait to make sure Cordy's released. But then, who could actually stand up to Anya and Cordelia talking a mile a minute and not give in to them? The two most stubborn, loud-mouthed people I'd ever known, and that was even including Spike.

I ought to be able to find my way to that back door where the graverobbers dropped off the corpse that time. Sure, if I could just manage to get myself lost in exactly the same way again. How hard could that be?

I wander through the halls, trying to find the administrative area again, avoiding anyone who looks official. Bigger problem was the meeting at London Bridge, I guess maybe we hadn't had a chance to mention to Cordy about the big old troll thing living under it, which I hadn't managed to kill, just to piss off. But I think I can find my way back there, so that's a plus. And maybe the demon has calmed down by now.

I hear someone coming briskly down a sidehall, so I hurry through the nearest door--oops, broke another lock, my bad. I see another door on the far side of the room, and slip through it. Great, lost again.