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[ Voice // Text ]
[ There's the sound of quiet, fearful breathing. A gasp. Some rustling as she stands and...quickly falls to her knees once more. She doesn't have it in her to stand. ]
I'm---alive? But...[ But how? ]
[ Some time later a text goes out: ]
What
What day is it?
I'm---alive? But...[ But how? ]
[ Some time later a text goes out: ]
What
What day is it?
Text;
Well, she's ever so relieved to hear his voice. ]
Clive? That's
That is you, right?
Re: Text;
Text;
[ Please come get me. ]
I'm sure I'll be able to find my way back. It shouldn't be too difficult.
Re: Text;
I've missed you, by the way.
Text;
I didn't mean to be gone so long.
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