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(He’s trapped in that stupidly scratchy jacket, cornered by shadows. He doesn’t know where he is, he just knows he’s trapped and he can’t get out. He can hear Crinkle whispering about how Vodka’s a risk to himself and to others and he needs to be locked up for his own good. He tries to protest what he hears, but then the jacket stains red from inside out, starting from the arms in places he’s cut before and he starts crying, clawing and thrashing as everything fades to black)
Someone keeps threatening to bring Whiskey back. I need you to promise you’ll get rid of her before she can do anything.
I’ll torch her alive if I have to.
It’d be a real shame if someone were to hit your friend while he’s so vulnerable… real shame.
Would you like me to bite you or freeze you to death? Or secret third option- just stab you? Get. Lost.
-Hey uh. When you have time. Could you maybe go take a photo of where Whiskey was torched? I want to see it.-
-… she’ll be very decomposed by now. I’d prepare yourself for what that’s going to look like before I bring you that photo.-
Thank you for hurting them. Why didn’t you just dust them?
Because I’ve already asked a much worse person to hurt them too… they can’t get hurt if they’re dead.
(He’s supposed to be at the rescue, so why is he at a city clinic? He immediately tells himself he must be dreaming, but he’s scared it’s no dream at all. He wanders round until he runs into Crinkle, and suddenly he can hear the sound of the momdroid calling for the little girl she was supposed to raise into a good citizen.
He starts running away from Crinkle, and then he trips down a flight of stairs and screams as something grabs him and stabs something into his arm, his vision spinning as he tries to escape and hands seem to suffocate him and he wakes up screaming)
We’ll make sure they can’t try to escape for now…
Good.
They tortured us. Said we were wrong for being many and that we were lying about it… they made us bleed. We’ll be watching when you deal with them. We’ll enjoy it.
I hope you enjoy it. I even asked someone scarier to finish them off, so maybe you should hang around to see that. They best not try escaping…
