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[The weather around camp has been growing increasingly odd, with the air feeling thicker and thicker by the day. The oddness by the barrier had begun to expand to camp at large - strange echos, odd bursts of light, and a general sense of dread permeating everything

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[jstalovemachine]

--Canaan?

[is_my_copilot]

Zima? Then this is camp after all.

[jstalovemachine]

The place moved a bit last year, but yeah. What are you doing here?

[is_my_copilot]

You ask that as if any of us know the answer to that question.

[jstalovemachine]

You've been gone for over a year and a half, you know.

[is_my_copilot]

That long? I . . . no. I had no idea. I haven't tapped into the local network yet. My last memory is being summoned to the barrier.

[Because, well, outside of camp . . .]

[jstalovemachine]

And nothing after, huh? That's depressing, even if it was necessary.

[is_my_copilot]

Mm. It could be worse. Being aware would be . . .

[He shakes his head.] Has your partner arrived yet?

[jstalovemachine]

Still say you should try to go somewhere else.

Nah. Doubt she will, but we still get to go home once a year at least.

[is_my_copilot]

Is that better than nothing? . . . I suppose it would be, yes. It's good that you get to see her.

[Canaan will just avoid the other thing you said.]

[jstalovemachine]

[yeah he's used to that]

Anything's better than nothing, but it got old a long time ago. At least this place tries to keep things interesting.