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[call_me_spooky]

[Voice]

[Almost inaudibly]

Shit.

[Long pause.]

O-kaaay… Not in Kansas anymore. Look, if I’m dead, Clyde Bruckman? You owe me an apology.

So, working on the assumption that I’m not… Is anyone out there?

I could use a hand here.

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[endswithme.livejournal.com]

You're in the City. You're stuck here. At least until whoever runs this place decides you don't need to be here anymore.

That's the gist of it.

[call_me_spooky]

Fantastic. I wish I knew why I needed to be here, now.

Thanks, though.

[endswithme.livejournal.com]

Most people here want to know that. I've stopped caring, personally.

No problem. Mister... whatever your name is.

[call_me_spooky]

Why, have you been here long?

Mulder. Fox Mulder.

[endswithme.livejournal.com]

Four months as of a few days ago.

Neku Sakuraba.