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[absinthe_eyed]

[The recording device clicks on of its own accord, as these things so frequently do. There's a good deal of background noise--distant screams and sobbing, for the most part--before Justin begins talking to absolutely no one. His voice is hoarse and strangled.]

We already paid for what we did. We already paid. What more do you want? Do you

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[banditfox]

Their "corrections" serve no purpose, Justin.

[absinthe_eyed]

They're justified. Useless, but justified. Redundant.

This is--

You're here?

[banditfox]

Until such time as I can have a discussion with the front desk about how they treat their guests.

[absinthe_eyed]

You're leaving...?

audio;

[chasingmorning]

Justin? What's going on?

Don't die. You can't!

audio;

[absinthe_eyed]

Shilo. I won't die any more than--

I won't. I don't know what's going on.

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[chasingmorning]

Where are you? Who's doing this?

audio;

[absinthe_eyed]

The prison. There's no where else that looks like this. I don't know who these--these things are. They're not people.

Where're you? Are you home?

Voice;

[phasedcat]

You too...?

Voice;

[absinthe_eyed]

What? Here, or...?

You're here?

Voice;

[phasedcat]

The prison? Yeah...I didn't expect you to be...

Voice;

[absinthe_eyed]

It's nothing I don't deserve.

We talked about--you said you'd killed people. But it was justified. Why're you... you shouldn't be here.

prolly a placeholder ;__;

[had_not_lived]

Did they hurt you?

There's always tomorrow. <3

[absinthe_eyed]

Not badly.

SOB internet access + me = trial separation, idek.

[had_not_lived]

God, I don't know what to...

i-is there anything I can do? To get you out, I mean.

Any withdrawal symptoms? o_o Shaking?

[absinthe_eyed]

No. No, thank you. I'm escaping. Attempting to.

[dreamsofnoah]

I guess this means they got you.

[absinthe_eyed]

Good guess.

[dreamsofnoah]

Hmm. Does Justin want me to get him out?

[absinthe_eyed]

Yes. No.

I'm almost out.

Were you here?