As someone called completely uncurable on a few counts for a few conditions, I would advise that you not give up on that possibility yet.
[ the overseers have told them a few times there is no helping, no cure but death, but ... he's really ready to give up on that yet. it seems ridiculous to give up so quickly on the word of a cult. ]
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[ the overseers have told them a few times there is no helping, no cure but death, but ... he's really ready to give up on that yet. it seems ridiculous to give up so quickly on the word of a cult. ]
We'll do what we can.
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[She hiccups. Her shoulders shake with a laugh that barely makes it out to the air.]
If the pace keeps up I won't be the only killer walking loose.
[She holds still then. Wets her lips, leans closer.]
Can you do me a favor?
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... I can try. What is it?
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The medicine — the bottle I have from home. It's all expired shit, tranquilizers maybe. Poison. It's in my chest, in the theatre.
Dump it out somewhere. Get rid of it.
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but he nods solemnly, bringing a hand up to run his fingers over his earring briefly - a nervous tic. ]
I will do my upmost.