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Ever since this all had started, the message had been absent from his phone altogether, seeming content with letting him make that one dubious ‘choice’. Now, however, something similar to the same lurching moment seizes him- everything goes dark, light extinguished.
From an outside perspective, somewhere on Volaat’s tangled shoreline, a body would be lying as if it’s simply a piece of flotsam- only for it to lurch to its own feet in a single motion, writhe slightly, and then-
...Huh.
He’s been... relocated, he guesses.
He crouches to pick up the piece of metal he dropped when he glitched, pleased to find it still there, and in that exact moment he realizes he has a witness.
He stares blankly for a moment, one hand still outstretched for the iron, and then waves sheepishly with his other hand.









