hadriel | tenth. text. (and if you leave me, rest assured it would kill me.)

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tenth. text. (and if you leave me, rest assured it would kill me.)

[He's put off doing this notification as long as he can, hoping against hope that she'll turn up again, that her physical absence and alias's disappearance from the directory are mistakes, that there is another explanation waiting to be found. But it's been three long days, and no sign of her. She has friends, and they probably deserve to know, too.]

Sharon's gone.

[Yes, he's upset. No, he doesn't want to talk about it.]

I'm taking over maintenance of her emergency supply cache network, but I could use some help.

[Grieving? What grieving, there's work to be done.]

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I figured it was a long shot. After you've been here for long enough... well, it starts to feel like you'll never leave.

[But anyone can go at any time.]

I was going to see if I could strengthen some of the cache boxes.

She'd been here longer than almost everyone else. I should have expected this.

[Because that's just how his fucking luck runs. Nothing good stays forever.]

Anything you can do to help would be appreciated.

None of us expected it, even if we knew it could happen.

[It's not much comfort, but it's all he can say.]

She might show up again. I'd hate for her to come back and find all her hard work wasted.

[He knows there's a chance she could come back, but he doesn't want to allow himself to hope for it, because it's selfish and likely to end in disappointment. So he lies instead.]

I hope she doesn't come back. I hope she's free of this place.