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Camille Preaker ([personal profile] scrapdraught) wrote 2024-06-30 04:25 pm (UTC)

You're not listening. He didn't agree. My— [She tries to say something. Shivers, croaks. Shakes her head.] My partner and I agreed to let it go by chance.

I put medicine in one of the drinks at the house on Thursday night. Cloud came and picked it up. He didn't know. It could have been any one of you.

From there, we...saw it through...it took a while for it to work. Once you all fell asleep. He was still moving, but clumsily.

I ran to the gas station and he followed. I threw the oil to make him slip. Then I ran to the mansion. My partner was waiting there.

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