RECORDING 17: THE FINAL DAY.

[foundationmods]

It's the final day, before the night when the massacre begins.

You've all talked and planned - and as you wake up, on the last day you have allotted to you...You know, instinctively, it is now or never.

That today, you either break free...or die trying.

The hallways are seemingly empty of ghosts, even the vessels themselves having gone silent. The Miasma hangs in the air, as if waiting for your decision.

There is 12 of your number left.

How many will be alive by the end of the day?

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[finalring]

[ romani has his own notebook as well, which is mostly torn apart.

there's a lot of paper that's been folded and looks written, but the ones that are blank are unfolded-- either way, it's all on the table. ]

And if you run out of paper, I have my notes as well. It'll make a wonderful kindling for the bonfire.

[ he nods to rosa. ]

Thank you for everything.

[golden_dream]

[She shrugs, and writes:

"I'm scared, Dr... are you?"]

[finalring]

[ he won't answer her, only giving her a small smile.

but from the way his good hand trembles slightly, that should be answer enough for her. ]

[golden_dream]

...

[She decides to let him have some pride, but writes another note:

"If I see Battler, I'm not going to hesitate. You understand, right?"]

[finalring]

Absolutely.

[ he nods, his expression turning serious rather quickly. ]

I doubt that he will be holding back either, so we must not treat him like our friend or family. He and the other ghosts are our enemies and we must treat them as such.