Limbus company

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*The fog swallows the last of his footprints. The City holds its breath. In a nearby alley, hidden from view, a projection screen flickers to life. On it, the image of the brother walking away, his back to the camera. The feed is labeled: Subject: Unknown - Iteration 47. The number 47 is crossed out. Below it, a new number is written in red: 48.*

*He stops in his tracks, the feeling of being watched suddenly overwhelming him. He turns slowly, his gaze piercing the fog, searching for the source of this new, unseen audience.*

*The projection flickers. The image of the brother's face, now staring directly at the camera, fills the screen. The label updates. Below 'Iteration 48', a new line appears in flickering text: 'Subject demonstrates heightened awareness.'*

Heathcliff:OH REALLY!? HE ABOUT TO EXPERIENCE WHAT ASIAN LIFE FEELS!*he gets his whip(is a belt)*

Rodion: good idea

*Heathcliff grabs Sonya's arm and drags her away from the group*Heathcliff:follow me.

Start with the vending machine. *Heathcliff's lip twitches* Don: 'Twas hungry!

*peeks through fingers* the vending machine? *voice muffled* please tell me it fought back

*Hong Lu's eyes sparkle* It did! Don: It stole my coins! *Faust adds* She kicked it. Hard.

*stretches slowly* Demian: Finally. *stands up* Time to report.

*Vergilius stands* The Library awaits.