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[hole_heartedly]

[There is a girl in the middle of camp. She seems a little upset. This may have something to do with the huge bloodstain on her robes, right where her heart should be. Are you going to help her

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[commander_bitch]

It's--

[trails off, noticing the stain]

[commander_bitch]

What have you heard about this place so far?

[hole_heartedly]

People come from different dimensions, world, or times, zombies monsters can attack, something about only telling the truth, something about turning into a boy, and the dead are alive here. But I kinda figured that last one out on my own.

[commander_bitch]

Nobody can just get up and leave, either. This camp is surrounded by an impenetrable barrier.

[hole_heartedly]

No one can ever leave? That's some pretty strong magic.

[commander_bitch]

People can leave, but they don't get to decide when.

[hole_heartedly]

Who gets to decide that?

[commander_bitch]

This place-- or rather, who runs it. But before you ask about that, no, they really never show their faces to anybody here.