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"Yes? No. Hello…? Goodbye."
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What a mess.
I’ve gotta say I’m surprised any of you are still here. Maybe the shell shock hasn’t worn off yet. Maybe you haven’t had time to really think about what we just lived through.
Just know this: if any of you want out, go. I won’t blame you. I won’t stop you. This job has never been safe, but it’s never been this Cold before either. And if you think this Cold stops at one crisis, you’re dead wrong. We’ve only had a taste of what’s coming. ██████ was just the beginning. There’s still ███████, ██████, and, of course, ████ itself. So long as we have the 8-Ball, ████ will come for the Cafe and Diner.
And worse? Our crisis isn’t even over yet. ████████’s corpse is still burning, still releasing that reality-warping, ███████████████████. There’s no telling what it’s doing to the world every second we let it burn. We need a way to put out those flames. Jericho has a few ideas, but even for him, this is uncharted territory. Felix would’ve known what to do. But…
Mm.
I don’t like it. Not one bit. But this mess might be big enough that we have to call in the Astoria 23rd Agency. They have a whole Division just for clean-ups. And they owe me for stopping ███████. We could work something out. Probably.
And yes, I know. I know things might have turned out differently if we’d swallowed our damn pride and asked for help before it got this bad. But we didn’t. And our Pride burnt up because of it. We can’t change the past. We can at least learn from it.
The new ████ of Astoria—she’s not nearly as batshit crazy as the last one was. But that doesn’t mean I trust her. Or the Agency. And they sure as hell don’t trust us. But for right now? We might not have a choice.
"Yes? No. Hello…? Goodbye."
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