You squint at the bag, not sure what to make of it. This strange bit of fabric makes no sense to you. You can barley comprehend the purpose of this object. You shake your head and ignore the comment about your toilet, much like you had been ignoring the broken toilet as well.
well, i saw them together, on skaia, when was my dream self. they looked happy. later, the two of us found our parents… together… dead….
A sad look returns to your face.
they never had a chance.
Hmm.
You think back to the time you’d tried hard to forget up until this point. Some dim fragment of recollection lights your memory, and you think that’s enough to go on.
Oh…
…that’s right…
Your expression wavers. You’d forgotten that your parents had died within the game.
I’m sorry, John…
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