[Audio] @ SuprNerd - open

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[The first few seconds of the recording is just Quentin breathing, fast and shaky at first and just before he speaks, the breathing evens out. The whole speech will be said fast and jerky, like the words are just spilling out without thought.]

What the hell? I can't be the only one who's thinking this, but just what the fucking hell? What the hell just happened? This place, oh shit, this place just-- did any of you see things? Hear things? Fucking feel things? And why? Just, why? I thought we were here to help, to find a way to solve this-- this whole puzzle and suddenly there's something here that made me think I was losing--? That's just-- it was just to fuck with all of us?

What the hell? That's what I want to know - just, what the hell? Is this hell? Is that why?

So, if you're listening to this, lady in the lighthouse? Fuck you! Seriously. Fuck. You.

Also, someone took my hoodie and I need that, so please bring it back. Thanks.

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[pearlstrings]

I don't have all the answers to a question like that. People here have experiences and lives far different than my own. Some that I can't even imagine.

But even without metahuman abilities, I think everyone understands the power of a secret. And if this is the afterlife, I've never known death to discriminate between good people and bad.

[On the opposite end Bruce eases backwards into his chair. The tablet is there when he looks down, cradled between his hands.]

I'm not asking you to love the people here. Perhaps that's something you're unable to give. But I know that you're trying to help, and I wanted to remind you that if one man was enough to solve the riddle of this place, we never would have arrived at all.

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Yeah, tell me about it. Have you met Daylight? He's, uh, this really huge metal guy? But nice? Like, really nice. I can'timagine what his world must be like.

[But all traces of a smile is wiped from Quentin's voice as he goes on.]

Maybe because most people think they're the good guys, even when they're very much not? There's was-- this thing back in my world, and we had to catch a bad person? Who, uh, ripped people's eyes out and. And it turned out, he wasn't all bad? He didn't start out that way, and the real bad guy, thought he had every right to--uh, to do what he did.

{[Quentin clears his throat because Plover had been- a huge scumbag and that whole story was just a nightmare.]

Yeah, but. [deep breath] Yeah. I mean, not about the loving people because, I really don't know anyone, so expecting that seems-- uh, like a lot? But about the one man saving everything? Maybe you're not all wrong about that?