[ That slow, creeping horror from yesterday is returning, settling in the pit of his stomach.
It's another few seconds before he's finally able to take the compress, pressing the cold plastic against his face with a wince. ] You remember the Station? The trip to the city?
[ He's hoping the answers to both of those are going to be yes. ]
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It's another few seconds before he's finally able to take the compress, pressing the cold plastic against his face with a wince. ] You remember the Station? The trip to the city?
[ He's hoping the answers to both of those are going to be yes. ]