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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[deadanimemom]

[She holds out a hand to him.]

That's right, we promised, didn't we?

You'll die last.

So come on, see what happens next.

[cw_suicide]

[what he sees is WWX getting shanked.

so, actually.

he's getting a gun right in her face. it's loaded with a charmed bullet.]

If I don't at least try, I'd be breaking a very important promise.

You understand.

[and then he's pulling the trigger.]

[deadanimemom]

Of course. [She says, still smiling. She doesn't flinch (of course she doesn't, she never has before).

And BANG

The bullet blows a hole through her face, and the wound blossoms with flowers in a rush of miasma. Yuri fades away.

Don't worry, she'll be back when it's time. They're going to be together forever, and a little charmed bullet won't stop her.]

[cw_suicide]

[but for now...

rushing over to yet another dying friend]