clawing oneself out of the abyss [voice post]

[mister_hatter]

[There is no video feed this time. Just the grind and grit of gravel shifting, the dripping sounds of water and Break's laughter. His voice misses 'merry' by a long shot. He sounds like he might be going into shock.]

What lovely, lovely, lovely hospitality.

[Whispering conspiratorially to the device. Every breath he takes hitches, catching in

Comments

[not_a_damn_dog]

You sound like a thousand miles of bad road, pal.

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[not_a_damn_dog]

[Taking the rooftop routes]

Just a few?

[private: unhackable]

[mister_hatter]

One large vivisection.

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[not_a_damn_dog]

Of what, exactly?

[private: unhackable]

[mister_hatter]

Me.

Hurry.

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[not_a_damn_dog]

[Walks up to him ten minutes later.]

...Well, shit. What's the best way to carry you?

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[mister_hatter]

In both arms, with my arms around your neck. The fresh stitches are on my front.

[The alleyway where he's hidden is dank and unpleasant. He holds his arms up to him, smelling like blood.]

I don't care where. Anywhere dry and private.

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[not_a_damn_dog]

Yeah, yeah. [He easily picks the whole man up, hopping back up onto the rooftops and taking off.]

This is really gay lookin'. Know where a clinic is?

[offline]

[mister_hatter]

I'm not going to one of those yet. Just leave me in an attic somewhere.

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[not_a_damn_dog]

How do I know you're not gonna' die?

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[mister_hatter]

People come back to life, here. If I did die, I would probably feel better, sooner.

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[not_a_damn_dog]

How bad is it? Know who did it?

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[mister_hatter]

[Break hums thoughtfully. The answer to that is complex.]

It's bad.

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[not_a_damn_dog]

You said people come back to life here?

[offline]

[mister_hatter]

[He nods, a little overhwlmed by the pain of the jostling as they travel.]

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[not_a_damn_dog]

Okay. I THINK this is the place.

[Heads in and puts him down in a secluded area.]

...Are you really gonna' die? It looks pretty slow like this. I don't want you to die. I don't want anyoneelse to die because I didn't act.