...I don't know. He might have. Joy said it looked like he was...looking at the symbols, in the church.
[She said he was crawling towards them when he died. But Brett's voice is quiet, eyes on his fingers twining together, and he doesn't want to talk about it like that. He looks up, though, as Dandy goes on.]
Okay. Yeah, that sounds good. I don't think you have to worry about me having anything weird to say. I'm painfully normal for this place.
[Back home, he had interesting stories; he did interesting things. Here? He has nothing going on. Brett might wish he had the useful skills some folks here do, but frankly he's glad not to live such an...eventful life. Though - if he had, maybe he'd have a chance of surviving this place?
No sense worrying about hypotheticals. He pretty much resigned himself to dying here a week ago.]
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[She said he was crawling towards them when he died. But Brett's voice is quiet, eyes on his fingers twining together, and he doesn't want to talk about it like that. He looks up, though, as Dandy goes on.]
Okay. Yeah, that sounds good. I don't think you have to worry about me having anything weird to say. I'm painfully normal for this place.
[Back home, he had interesting stories; he did interesting things. Here? He has nothing going on. Brett might wish he had the useful skills some folks here do, but frankly he's glad not to live such an...eventful life. Though - if he had, maybe he'd have a chance of surviving this place?
No sense worrying about hypotheticals. He pretty much resigned himself to dying here a week ago.]
But it's always good to talk.