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[The cultist awoke on Ignazio’s couch alone, though the leather was still warm with Ignazio’s body heat, and his prosthetic still laid on the floor. Unremarkable, they could have figured he’d just left to sleep in his own bed, or gotten up to get himself food, any reasonable explanation… if not for the loud, chaotic sounds of arguing at the front door. They could pick out Ignazio’s voice easily enough, as he dipped into Italian cursing on occasion, but they couldn’t identify the other individual, they seemed to be wearing something over their face muffling their voice… then they identified themselves.

FEMA.

From what the cultist could make out of the argument, they knew well that Ignazio was hiding out visitors in his house, and they wanted him to hand them over, or else. The argument continued on for another minute, until, suddenly, everything went quiet.

And a horribly loud, wet explosion sounded, followed by two bodies hitting the floor, one with a disgusting, visceral squelch. It would have been safe to assume that whatever happened had killed all parties involved for a long, long moment of silence, interrupted only by the sounds of gore spilling out of one of the bodies, until the single survivor of the blast pulled himself up with support of the wall, taking shaky, one legged steps back into the living room.

Ignazio stood bloody, but mostly unharmed, meeting Raniero’s eyes with a fear someone like him rarely ever displayed.]

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At first they couldn't figure out what's going on, still too sleepy to think and feeling thirsty. Seems like that yesterday drinking had some consequences, just a small hangover but their head still ached a tiny bit. They walked close enough to hear what's going on, try to figure out what they're arguing about..Is Ignazio having issues with one of the people he's making this for in exchange for foor? Maybe they could help.

Then as soon as the cultist saw the FEMA uniform, they immidietaly took a very long step back and tried to get away from their sight as far as possible right now. Their back suddendly hit the wall as their breath got heavy and they started shaking from fear. No no no no no..They can't find them, they don't want to get taken by them and they don't want to get back to FEMA Site 7 in worst case scenerio.

When they heard a loud noise, which sounded like an explosion, their eyes widened even more. They could smell blood, seems someone just died. They been worried if Ignazio is alright but at the same time felt hungry because of the smell..

Then, after a moment, they saw Ignazio walking into the living room. They stared at him with their mouth open and fear in their eyes.

"..Ignazio...! Wha..What just..happened..?!" They finally managed to speak and very quickly rushed in his direction to take a look at him to see if he's hurt or not. "..Are..you..alright..?"