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[animuscode]

I know I said I wanted my own place to sleep at nights, but I think the obvious kidnapping is a little over the top.

[There's the sound of muffled talking for a moment, and faint noises of something being pressed to the Forge before her voice comes in clear again.]

Would someone mind explaining to me what exactly is going on?

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[ voice ]

[heartbetween]

This place is known as Anatole. Welcome to the ever-growing circle of the displaced. [chuckles slightly]

Here, this is the rest of the details.

[ voice ]

[animuscode]

That's not really making me feel better, but...

[And so she gets quiet as she reads, finally responding quite a bit later.]

You have to be joking. This can't be a real place; cities like this died out a long time ago where I'm from.

[ voice ]

[heartbetween]

Well, if this isn't real, then it's sure one hell of a weird-ass dream.

Though, I don't think I've been dreaming for a week. And some of the others have been here even longer.

[ voice ]

[animuscode]

Even longer? [She sighs on the other end.] ...Okay, okay.

Has anyone gotten hurt here from this Mist?

[ voice ]

[heartbetween]

I'm not sure. Only been here a week.

Everyone I've talked to, save for other newcomers, seems afraid of it. Usually there's a good cause. And well...the rumors about it aren't exactly heartening.

[ voice ]

[animuscode]

I'll ask around, then.

There's usually a good cause, yeah. I'm not going to take my chances. [For now.]