toi.

[oathic]

:/

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[soba]

Morons.

[ morons!!!! ]

[oathic]

You know, that's fair.

[soba]

Were you guys at least already at the exit when you got stuck?

[oathic]

Pretty much.

[soba]

... well, I guess the downside to that is that if any of you were the monster, you could have just walked out then back in.

[ oh well. he sighs. ]

[oathic]

Yeah. We'll have to see tomorrow.

[soba]

Do you know what injuries you all had before curfew hit?

[oathic]

[he nods.]

We took care of each other's injuries, so I should be able to tell if anything is new, at least.

[soba]

Alright, good.

... what happened?

[oathic]

Monsters dropped from the ceiling vents. That's where most of the injuries are from.

[soba]

... from the vents.

Were they big?

[oathic]

Or from the ceiling in general. Something like that.

A few feet bigger than me?

[soba]

... huh.

Well, at least you're all alive.

[oathic]

[he nods.]

To be honest, the bombs were way more likely to kill us, I think.

[soba]

The bombs.

[ he hates you all ]

[oathic]

Yep. Had to defuse those.

[soba]

What exactly was this room?

[oathic]

Looked like it was related to warfare. Empty guns, helmets, medical supplies, maps and computers, etc.

[soba]

[ hmmm ]

Wow. Just what we need.

[oathic]

Yeah, probably not the most useful of rooms. Sorry.

[soba]

It's fine, we might as well know what's in them than not.

[oathic]

[he nods.]

Found this too, along with a bunch of songs—all about love.

[with his uninjured hand, he pulls out a letter and shows it to toi.

My most darling B,

I cordially invite you to my humble abode on the eve of February 14th. We’ve grown to know each other so well through these exchanges. It’s as though you carry a piece of my heart with you, and I yours. No one has ever understood me as you have, and I can think of no one else I wish to spend this special occasion with.

Please return this letter with your RSVP so I may make preparations for your stay. I await in anticipation for some intimate quality time with you and you alone…]

[soba]

[ he looks at the letter

then at agni ]

Didn't we arrive here on Valentine's?

[oathic]

Yeah. We did.

[soba]

Any idea who this supposed person might be?

It could be fake, but...