Sunday must have been exhausting for you, maybe even upsetting. A new town, new faces and a an ominous order from a man without a face... who wouldn't be a little frightened? Hopefully, all of that is forgotten when you climb out from under your blankets this fine Monday. Rise and shine! A new morning is a new start!
If you make your way to the lounge, you will find a few copies of the local newspaper provided for your perusal. Once you go outdoors, you'll find the weather forecast 100% accurate. It's pretty impressive.
It seems that quiet mornings like this are going to be your everyday life now. Maybe you should see this whole stay as a vacation? Go out and explore the town, meet your fellow motel guests and meet the townspeople. They're sure to welcome you with a smile!
This week's special in the diner is lemon pie made with love (and a top-secret recipe)
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I'm already dead, yo. Not sure how the hell that Sarge bastard did it. [ A beat ] Hey, do you know that little spy? Millium?
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The girl with the blue hair? I've seen her around, yes.
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Don't tell her any of this, yo. It can be our little secret.
[ The kid seems already attached, so it seems wrong for her to know he's dead. ]
I probably shouldn't be telling anyone about it actually.
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It's better if she doesn't know, mhm.
[ Emotionally traumatic material and whatnot. ]
And I won't let anyone else know either. It's your story to share if you want to.
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[ Rubbing the back of his head and turning his attention to the door. ]
What about you? Were you nabbed from something important?
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Dying, coincidentally, but she sadly does not know how much they have this in common.. ]Someone I thought was dead turned out to be not dead at all and then I got here. I still wonder if it is related...
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Huh? Like it's related to death or something?
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That will be something you'll find out later, right? When you get the hell out of here.
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