Thirty-Sixth Drop: can't hold on [video]

[spiritofsorrow]

[The device is tilted, a little dirty, and lying on a rock. Sorrow is kneeling on the ground, somewhere deep in the woods, hands over his face, white fingers and cheeks stained red now in patches. His eyes are buried, but the shaking of his shoulders and the bowing of his head show his emotions clearly. His voice is low and calm, but laced with so

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{ voice; }

[emiltastic]

Sorrow?

{ voice; }

[spiritofsorrow]

...Yes?

{ voice; }

[emiltastic]

Are you okay?

Re: { voice; }

[spiritofsorrow]

Emil.

...I wish I were.

{ voice; }

[emiltastic]

Is it because of the slugs, Sorrow?

{ voice; private]

[spiritofsorrow]

No. It...it isn't.

I'm a vampire now, Emil.

{ voice; private]

[emiltastic]

A- a vampire?

But how? Why?

{ voice; private]

[spiritofsorrow]

I was bitten, by one of the vampires that turn others when they attack. And as such...I was transformed.

{ voice; private]

[emiltastic]

...! Is there a cure for it?

[ Sounds bad D: ]

{ voice; private]

[spiritofsorrow]

I don't know. If there is, I am determined to find it. If you find out anything, will you let me know?