"Guess I'll have to wait down here. Wait, she can here my thoughts, right? Let's see...
Rachel, Rain is willing to soundproof both our rooms, but it'll take a week or so. In the meanwhile, he suggests we go to the woods to bunk uglies."
Tim tossed and turned in his bed. Can't, get, image, out of, head. He thought. All he saw was a demonic face in his dreams. Get, out. He thought, still tossing.
I'm going to bed. Either Rachel or Rain can control him, or we wait with that until tomorrow. Either way, I'm going to sleep. Remember, red text for Falo.
Victoria forced back into the asylum through the narrow tunnel. She bled heavily from a few cuts on her and forced herself out of the tunnel opening and back into her cell. She closed the hatch and hid it again before collapsing on her bed.
[sub]Ow.Ow.Ow...[/sub]
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