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You decide to sit on the second floor because it has a better view to know what’s happening around the area. You never know who could show up, even though there’s no one roaming in this area. This shop being open is a confusing business decision… Still, it works in your favor. But you know the struggle to do a job nobody wants, so you tip the Jackey Frosties Employee extra for a job well-done. He acted confused like nothing good has happened in his life for the last 23 years, but he ultimately thanked you. Now he feels conflicted because you’re obviously a maniac. It’s his problem. You got your ice cream.
You put the ice over the wounds of the Slapped Dragon and patch her up to the best of your abilities. You have enough knowledge for Basic First-Aid, but you need more medical equipment than this to be more efficient. Anyway, you’re hoping this is enough. She’s a super-assassin, she should be tough, right?
With that out of the way, you take your phone out to communicate with the boys to learn how they fared. But something is off. Your screen is filled with messages, and they read (in chronological order):
>Told ya. You can still run.
>Why aren’t you running with the others?
>???????
>Don’t fight her.
>Okay, do what you want. You will die.
>What a S-L-A-P. LOL.
>SLAPPED DRAGON.
>AND ANOTHER.
>Fuck. She’s getting her ass whooped. You do you.
>???????? She’s just taking it? She a pervert?
>How long can you keep going?
>3 minutes.
>5 minutes!!!!!!!
>8 MINUTES. LOL.
>Congrats, she’s dead.
That’s the last one. What a strange sequence of messages. They have no sender. Weird.
There’s that spot again…
[b:lit]What do you do?[/b:lit]
>Make sure the boys are fine. That’s your priority.
>Delete these messages. Then try to find out where they came from.
>Clean the spot. Can a phone screen have dead pixels?
>Write In.
