Rarely.
But... Oh.
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@missing-molli
Rarely.
But... Oh.
Nothing is.
Some things are... Aren't they?
It’s… the world isn’t right.
That's not nice.
Because if it weren’t, everything would be… good in the world. We can’t have that, apparently.
Oh...
The universe is cruel. We’re punished for others’ bad deeds.
But why?
I’m… not quite sure.
W-why can't we leave, Alice? Were we bad? Is that why the house won't let us go? Is it like a time out?
Look for them… Perhaps they’re only waiting to be found.
But how can I look if I can't leave?
It does feel awfully empty lately… So much noise but hardly anyone seems to be around…
I don't like it when it's like this. I want people to come back.
It does get really lonely… Even with how many people are trapped here…
It does. I wish people came out more. Or came to visit more...
That — It is pretty scary…
Uh-huh. And it gets lonely, so that doesn't help.
Why wouldn’t I be?
I dunno, this place is scary.... That could be it
I’m… fine. I’m always fine.
Okay...
Oh… Well… stranger things have happened, I suppose…
Are you okay, Alice?
I — maybe… but then how do you know what people are saying?
How can you not hear them… They’re deafening
Well, they said I listened to my music too loud at the orphanage, and I'd deafen everyone including myself... Maybe that happened...
I… really? But…
Everyone. It’s like… constant whispering. It never stops.
Really? I can't hear them...