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‘This is Ozzy, one of the guys helping me. He’s also gonna assist me around the house. He’s a very special guy.
Likes to hunt rabbits.’
{TRANSCRIPT}
JEFF: What a surprise.
H: So it is, Jeff.
PATRICK: …
H: You have one of two choices, champ: hand over the book and I kill ya, or don't – and you're still dead. Up to you!
JEFF: Hell no. I'm not doin' shit.
PATRICK: I think you might want to give it to him...Evan's life is on the line too.
JEFF: Hm. That so?
H: Clock's ticking, fellas.
PATRICK: Hurry up, Jeff.
JEFF: …
JEFF: How about NO--!
PATRICK: Jeff, what the fuck are you doing?! Stop!
PATRICK: You aren't gonna win this god dammit!
PATRICK: ...
PATRICK: Well...if the ship must go down somehow...
PATRICK: MIGHT AS WELL GO DOWN FIGHTING!
{TRANSCRIPT // INTERRUPTED}
It's apparent that something is happening with the Book. It's humming, driving Cerberus up the wall. Its communicating: but with whom I do not really know right now. Evan is urging we move along. Will check in soon. [J]
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au milieu
write write write write write write write write write write
no pen
need ink
blood will do
gotta get it all down before i forget :)
bientôt vous verrez
bientôt vous verrez
good things of day begin to droop and drowse, while night's black agents to their prey do rouse. thou marvell'st at my words; but hold thee still: things bad begin make strong themselves by ill.
...Well, that did not work.
Something has gone horribly, horribly wrong.
He gave me an ultimatum.
Read the book, or die.
I have no choice.
I begin immediately. No other things can hold my attention.
Can’t even work on fixing my fucking watch. Only a matter of time, I suppose.
Atta boy.
failings of two miserable souls