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[screwsparkles]

[The comm clicks on to the sound of erratic, panicked breathing and footsteps - quick, but not quite running speed.]

Whereishewh-whereishewhereI-ISHE? You -- you cuh-can't have taken him. No...h-h-he. He's juh-just somewhere where I c-c-can't get his scent, somewhere...

[More footsteps, followed by furious jiggling of a doorknob. Fuck fuck fuck,

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[waywardassassin]

[Wowwwww.]

Evelyn?

[Audio]

[screwsparkles]

guh-going to find him...

[Audio]

[waywardassassin]

Who?

[Audio]

[screwsparkles]

Who duh-do you THINK, he's GONE buh-but he can't be. He's -- they're hiding h-h-him from me.

[elegante_masks]

[Look, a passenger.

How delightful.]

My darling, darling.

[screwsparkles]

[Stepstepstepstepstep.

She needs to get to Cadence now. Needs to make sure he's still here, too. Sure, she just heard his voice over the comms moments ago -

Who the hell's talking to her? A female voice she doesn't recognize...

Evelyn freezes in place (oh, hell, she should just keep on moving) and turns her head, not even her whole body, to look at her.]

'M not darling.

[elegante_masks]

[She smiles a wide, beautiful, horrible smile.

What a pretty girl.]

You look very distraught.

I just thought I'd help.

[screwsparkles]

[Something about this woman unnerves her. It's in her smile, in the way she speaks, everything.

...But if she can help...

Push your instincts away, Evelyn.]

H-h-how?

[nanoblast]

What happened?