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[Something is crashing around the dimly lit bar. It's breathing heavily, knocking over tables and chairs. The communicator sits (where it was thrown) skewed on the bar counter, and shows nothing except blurred shapes where moonlight happens to strike. Shadows across the pool table, reflecting against glasses, etc
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Hey! Are you there?
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[Something moves restlessly in the dark. After a moment, there's some cursing and an attempt to sound normal.]
Yeah, yeah... damn communicator just had to turn on. ...I'll be fine. Whatever this is just has to blow over.
[He's trying to believe it. This is about the fifteenth time he's been mindfucked by Discedo, in some form or other.]
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You didn't take the pill?
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[But at this point, he realizes it was probably the wrong decision.]
...You took yours, right?
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[Trust, right... He can understand all the confusion.]
I did. Lack of trust was probably what they were interested in. [Scientists... right?]
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