[ From here.]Carter gave the cave a quick scan for bats as soon as he was stable enough to hold up his flashlight. Nothing bad so far, but it would be best to write a note quickly and leave
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Having not felt that spinning feeling in sometime, the Scarecrow nearly found himself on the ground after they were spirited away; however, he was surprised to see the ring worked as promised, whisking them far from the institute to what he supposed was the rugged terrain to the north, given the surroundings. He supposed it was just Depth Charge's that didn't work for one reason or another. He felt the air pulled from him as they changed settings; he wrapped his coat around himself tighter, turning on his light to do as instructed
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"I don't know exactly where Claire is, so I want to leave notes in a bunch of places." Carter put his name and rank at the bottom, then very carefully tore it out of his notebook. "This would be a good place to hide if you didn't get attacked by any of the bats. Even if she's out right now, she could come back and see it
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The Scarecrow nodded, numbly ready to follow instructions without question. He'd caused enough trouble on his own for one day- he had been the one with visible reservations about turning in the name, and the one who'd gotten rid of the evidence in the first place. He eyed the note Carter left under the rock as they started walking, wondering if what he said was true.
"Did your friend really manage to escape?" he asked after a few moments. It wasn't that he doubted Carter, but that he'd always wondered, ever since Kaiji's disappearance, if it was possible. Mele insisted he'd probably run so fast that he'd simply made it out. While, in his heart of hearts, the Scarecrow knew the chances of that weren't high, he liked to believe it anyway- he didn't like to turn a blind eye to the truth, but it wasn't hurting anyone for him to think it so.
The thought that Kaiji was home, rather than lost in the world outside the Institute and trapped into thinking he was someone he wasn't, like Dorothy, made his insides turn.
"I'm sure she had to," Carter replied as he carefully inched his way through the piled rocks at top of the slope. "People faking their deaths used to happen all the time back at the old stalag, it was an easy way to make sure no one came looking for them. And Claire's the smartest girl I know, she wouldn't go down like a chump."
That was what he had to keep telling himself or the world just wouldn't make any sense. She was a survivor, she'd told him that she was. The institute couldn't have just broken her.
Besides, no body. You couldn't be sure unless there was a body and all he'd heard was the post on the bulletin board. She was probably out in a restaurant right now drinking a shake and eating a hamburger.
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"Did your friend really manage to escape?" he asked after a few moments. It wasn't that he doubted Carter, but that he'd always wondered, ever since Kaiji's disappearance, if it was possible. Mele insisted he'd probably run so fast that he'd simply made it out. While, in his heart of hearts, the Scarecrow knew the chances of that weren't high, he liked to believe it anyway- he didn't like to turn a blind eye to the truth, but it wasn't hurting anyone for him to think it so.
The thought that Kaiji was home, rather than lost in the world outside the Institute and trapped into thinking he was someone he wasn't, like Dorothy, made his insides turn.
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That was what he had to keep telling himself or the world just wouldn't make any sense. She was a survivor, she'd told him that she was. The institute couldn't have just broken her.
Besides, no body. You couldn't be sure unless there was a body and all he'd heard was the post on the bulletin board. She was probably out in a restaurant right now drinking a shake and eating a hamburger.
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