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[gunnedraven]

…Where is this? It can‘t be Sabrie..

[A distinct pause and a sigh follows]

What’s going on? Oz…? Is he… alone? I left him there..

If anyone can hear me on this, answer me. [a pause and a shuffle in the background]

I want to know where I am and who put me here…

….and I.. if anyone has a cigarette?

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[autorage]

Gilbert!?

[gunnedraven]

...Eliot?!

[a hesitant pause]

...Do you have any idea what's going on?

[autorage]

Of course I do! You're the one who's late!

[gunnedraven]

...late?

For what?

[autorage]

I've been here for nearly a month and you've just gotten here!

Idiot, didn't you notice my and your precious Oz Vessalius's absence!?

[gunnedraven]

A month? That's impossible.

...No. [sigh] You both were there just now..

[autorage]

Are you saying that I'm lying, Gilbert!?

Whatever you saw were hallucinations! The real Oz and I have been here the whole time!

[gunnedraven]

...No, I'm not.

Right. There was.. it wasn't hallucinations [a shift and he frowns though you can't see it]

It... couldn't have been.

[autorage]

Tch, whatever. A lot of things are "couldn't have been" in this shitty place, Gilbert. I wouldn't be surprised if we really had been with you while stuck here.

You'd best get used to having your questions go unanswered.

[gunnedraven]

Right.

...What do you mean by that?

[autorage]

I mean that things are still new to the majority of Scelti's residents. It doesn't help that the people who run this place refuse to straight out answer any of us either. They're constantly playing useless games with us.

... And then there are the curses.

[gunnedraven]

...So. We're... stuck here with people who refuse to cooperate with us?

[pause] Curses?