[ That discerning needle somewhere in the feed has him reeling that melancholy back so quickly. It was quiet already, but now it's barely detectable. It just. Feels. Off. ]
I'm coming.
[ Despite looking goofy, he slips through the window without hurting himself. No fear, but then alertness. ]
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I'm coming.
[ Despite looking goofy, he slips through the window without hurting himself. No fear, but then alertness. ]
... You feel that?
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—she already has her kunai drawn. something's off about this place. ]
...Is there someone else here?
[ the building looks dilapidated however, and uninhabited save by dust and cobwebs. no sign of recent movement at all, other than theirs. ]