Apparently I'm supposed to find someone named "America" and tell them to go to 5721 Cunningham lane. There's some kind of crisis there, and...I guess he can fix it?
Any healers around that aren't horribly busy? I'm not much of a healer myself, and I've got a badly injured woman here. I made a tourniquet but even with that, I'm starting to get concerned about the blood loss.
[Edgar is on the way home from the hardware store. He has a few more boxes and bags than it looks like one person should be able to carry because OMG TWENTIETH CENTURY TECHNOLOGY, and is on his way home to take it all apart and see how it works
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[Edgar's eyes bolt open. Gone is the twisted flaming wreckage of the falling airship. Gone are the horrible sounds of the Earth tearing itself apart. Instead: a quiet, clean bedroom. The sun shines in through the blinds, and birds chirp outside. He is very still. Is this the afterlife? He appears to be in a bed with a woman, which supports this
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