[So. There's this guy standing in the middle of the street-- one hand on his hip and the other holding a peculiar looking (and bloody) sword against his shoulder. It looks like he just got done fending off a small horde of zombies, too.
He's awfully calm for having just gotten attacked by rotting, flesh-hungry people.]What the hell is this place?
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...and might have just stopped next to you, Squall.]
Beats me. But that's just part of the fun, isn't it?
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Fun? ...Not really. [...Sigh.] So you don't know where we are either.
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Well, except those guys. Not the friendliest of people, are they?
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Where the hell am I?! [She stomps her foot in annoyance]
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Hell.
[...That was supposed to be a joke, but it doesn't really sound like it.]
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Don't call me that. [He glances over his shoulder to look at her and frowns.] ...Why? No offense, but... it's not my job to look after you.
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Nexus between worlds... Huh. Not sure I even need to ask, but... is there a way out? I'm not really thrilled about having to fight zombies for the rest of my days.
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