Killers and victims, killers and victims. Three of your own have fallen prey to murderous intent last week. Your numbers keep shrinking. Azura has fallen prey to Franciscus in the same night that Olympia betrayed her friend Millium and killed Cian who wound up in the crossfire. At this rate, is there anyone you can trust?
The townspeople's anger burns hotter than ever. Wherever they go, must they live in fear of stumbling on a corpse? They can't live like this. More than ever, the visitors are being shown that they are
unwelcome.
Walking outdoors, cold looks are the norm. Shouted profanity isn't unexpected. Barely anybody is willing to still hold a conversation with any visitors.
Even within the motel, there is no feeling of safety any longer. Not only have two people died in this very place, no, now the townspeople also lost their fear of coming inside. While they don't enter private rooms, the daring among them vent their hatred of you by vandalizing the common rooms.
Cartesio has become a menacing place.
In the lobby of the motel there's a few more brochures, and
the maps have been updated once again. Don't mind that some of them have been damaged in one of the attacks on the motel.
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[But for Sakura, she'll try to put away some of her cynicism.]
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[ There were so many people who were supposed to be dead and yet. They were here. ]
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[She sighs.]
Talking to them is a way different thing than bringing them back to life.
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[ Her words sound a little distant, a little sad as she says those words. ]
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[ She's absolutely serious about searching. ]
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[ It's when she says the word hope that her gaze lowers, chewing on her lower lip. ]
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What is it?
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...Sorry.
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It's not your fault. You didn't know.
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Still, though. Sorry you got... reminded, I guess.