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Yeah. Crazy is my line of work...
You’re not just a writer, right? This is all real?
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Yeah. Crazy is my line of work...
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*looks up towards the sky, and takes a soft, deep breath, then sighs*
Yeah.... happened not too long ago... wound's pretty fresh, if you know what I mean...
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A, for a lack of better terms, 'Cult' has been forming lately, trying to persuade others that their way of living would guide all into some evolutionary peak, and for a while, they hadnt bothered anyone... until now. Theyve been targeting smaller areas bit by bit, movign into largero nes... they took over the area in which my friend lived. When he wouldnt join their crazy group.. they killed him.
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Yeah..... it wasnt pretty. I saw the tail end of it but I had arrived too late. I couldnt save him.
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Well.. my best friend worked on the same team I did... he died being attacked by someone who seemingly has become a new threat for us to eliminate.
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Yeah... gotta love job stress.
*chuckles*
That among other things.
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Oh, yeah... sorry, I've had a lot going on, lately. Brain's kind of scattered at the moment.
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Not exactly someone I should be talking about. My, you're curious. Who are you, again?
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Well... stick around long enough, and maybe i might be able to tell you a thing or two.
*turns to the phone*
Ma'at, gotta go, I'll call soon.
*hangs up, and turns to you*
For now, perhaps you'd like to go grab a coffee?
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I'l answer your statement with one of my own: how can I tell you about an organization with confidential information without putting you or myself in danger?