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[Wendell's in the hospital ward. Again. His sleep was peacefully black and empty, up until the last hour before he awoke. Anyone checking in on him around then, medical staff or otherwise, would find him restlessly tossing about as if in a nightmare. Vague, unsettling and paranoid thoughts and images haunted Wendell until he physically jolted

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[azure_savior]

... It's not an easy road you're walking down, is it?

[Certainly not nausea-free either.]

[hold_r1]

It's not like I expected it to be easy.

[azure_savior]

... So long as it's for a good cause...

... How many of them are left?

[hold_r1]

Those two made it seven total so far.

[He closes his eyes and sighs.]

I think there's nine left.

[azure_savior]

Nine left?!?

You're not even halfway done?!?

[hold_r1]

It doesn't matter.

[azure_savior]

And you're sure... I mean 101% sure that all of this isn't going to kill you before you get done with all sixteen of them?

[hold_r1]

I can't die before I finish.

[azure_savior]

I understand that... but do you have any assurances that things are going to be like that?

This could just be that god putting you through hell for shits and giggles, you know.

[hold_r1]

Maybe, but the feeling I get is... I don't think it'll let me die before I finish.

[azure_savior]

... I'm not sure if that's a good thing or a bad thing.

Still... I'll do what I can to help you through this. Your path's hard enough, it'd be hell to do it alone.