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[dominateartimus]

[Having died again, Sandrath was without his memories once more. He didn't understand why he felt so strange and sick in his current body. Unlike the previous time, he did not flee from his room. He was distracted by the candle that was lit in his room and the endless darkness that surrounded him.

Some time later, he found his journal and flipped through its pages. Most things that were mentioned went over his head, but understood that this was some way of communication.

With some hesitation, he activated the book to broadcast. As he spoke, he sounded nothing like his usual confident self.]

H-Hello? Is... this some kind of... test?

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[dominateartimus]

[He fell silent, unable to find words to question her statement. Instead he sat down on his bed and stared at his hands. Receiving nothing from above.

A few moments later, he looked up at Kloe with a sad expression.]

Was I tricked in to coming here?

[abstinentzombie]

No, you were just dragged here in the middle of the night like everyone else.

[dominateartimus]

By whom?

[abstinentzombie]

The guy in charge here. Deior or something.

[dominateartimus]

Perhaps I should have a word with him.

[He starts to move to his feet and grab his candle.]

[abstinentzombie]

[Kloe grabs his shoulder and tugs him back.]

No, you're staying here.

[dominateartimus]

[He nearly fumbles with the candle but catches it. He might have singed a bit of skin with that.]

Because of the darkness outside?

[abstinentzombie]

Yeah. The darkness. You'll probably die again.

[She grabs his arm, too.]

Did you burn yourself?

[dominateartimus]

[He eyes his door before turning his attention back to Kloe.]

With this light? It... was not the first time.