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[prince_of_beasts]

A synthesized woman's voice picks up the call.

"Your call has been forwarded to an automatic voice message system. Two - Zero - Two - Nine - One - Eight - Two - One - Three - Two -- is not available now. At the tone, please record your message. When you've finished recording, you may hang up or press the # key for more options."

Dimitri hasn't figured out how to customize the thing yet.

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early morning of the 11th, cw mention of hanging

[firewalled]

i fuond césar
in our rooom

i dont knwo what happened
or who diid it

somethng killed him
he was hanging there

im so fcuking scared

is anyone awake

[prince_of_beasts]

Fortunately, Dimitri's been even more insomiac than usual of late. Rich's text finds him pacing the deck. The shock cuts through any encroaching weariness.

whre r yuo
ccvanin
cabin ?

Fuck, this is a bad time to be bad at typing.

[firewalled]

yeah
outisde the cabin
johnny told me to wwait there

[prince_of_beasts]

imcomnng

Whether or not that's comprehensible, Dimitri arrives a few minutes later at a dead sprint, sword sheathed but ready.

"Are you safe?! Is anyone else hurt?!"

[firewalled]

There are a few others milling about at this point, but they at least look unharmed from a distance. Rich looks... haggard, immediately moving close to Dimitri and attempting to initiate a hug.

"No... nothing is s-safe... everything... everything is so wrong..."

[prince_of_beasts]

moved to here