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[godless]

Figures there's some kind of internet but google doesn't work. I can't even get to my email. And I'm guessing the phones don't work, but I haven't tried, yet. Not like they ever work in situations like this. Waay too convenient.Okay, so. I don't really know what's going on around here, but I'm looking for a guy. His name is Douglas Cartland. He's

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[harrynotmary]

This is a bad joke.

Who the hell do you think you are?

[godless]

Y-

...Dad?

[harrynotmary]

Nice try. My little girl is smart, but I don't think a three-year-old can operate these things on their own yet.

[godless]

Three? I..

I guess that explains why you aren't

I know this is... crazy, but it's me, Dad. I swear it's really me.

[harrynotmary]

Damn right it's crazy.

You're one of them, aren't you? That damned cult. I know you're looking for her, but you'll never get your hands on her, much less here.

[godless]

I'm not one of them. They didn't-

You kept me safe from them. They never found us until...now.

Dad, please. You have to believe I'm me.

[harrynotmary]

...

Let me see you in person.

[godless]

St. Patrick's Cathedral, right? I can come right now if you want.