they look at you like you're a freak
It's a struggle just to stay alive
"Who drinks blood?" Josh asked, suddenly sounding much more excited and poising his pencil over the page of his notebook ready to take down notes, hoping Maea might be about to inform him about a cult. Cults were his favourites.
Once again he was told he had not made the portal, but that he had been copied over into Caido. Josh wasn't sure about this still - after all, no one here had seen his years of research into dimensional travel; there was no way for them to know if he had simply happened to open something up himself and arrive here, possibly having made his way over easier due to the already made breaches. Ignoring her comment on this, he answered her question instead: "Electromagnetic waves that carry information. Sound messages. Easy to hack into and make."
He nodded distractedly to her insistence once again that he had been brought here by The Voice. "Where can I find her?"
Once again he was told he had not made the portal, but that he had been copied over into Caido. Josh wasn't sure about this still - after all, no one here had seen his years of research into dimensional travel; there was no way for them to know if he had simply happened to open something up himself and arrive here, possibly having made his way over easier due to the already made breaches. Ignoring her comment on this, he answered her question instead: "Electromagnetic waves that carry information. Sound messages. Easy to hack into and make."
He nodded distractedly to her insistence once again that he had been brought here by The Voice. "Where can I find her?"
Journals burning in a burning fire
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