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[ Will's been missing for a little while now. Hard times hit and just being able to pretend he could cope was no longer an option. After considerable thought and a short conversation with Confusion, Will decided drastic action was needed.

His memory has been tampered with, Will can no longer recall anything that happened to him after Hope resurrected him... Save from a few blurred memories of being fed his own heart by Hannibal, which was nice...

So there he was, standing in the middle of the street, blood splattered across his face, a knife in his hand and a confused look in his eyes. Sure, it looked bad and considering his history it could have been catastrophic, even Will didn't seem to know what he was doing. ]

This place doesn't seem real but I don't feel like I'm dreaming anymore... I don't know what's going on.

[ Looking up at the twin suns in the sky, their rays reflecting against his dirty glasses. He was more confused now than he had ever been. ]

People are missing- -dead... Are we not underground? I remember robots and fighting.

[ He starts to shake, nerves and shock kicking in. Slipping his glasses from his face and covering his eyes. That's right, he'd went through with this drastic change just before the Null attacked, memories were mixing, it was hard to focus.]

I can't find Winston or my foxes... I can't...

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[ Ah, Ignis. Will remembered him, though what he remembered was kind of bizarre? No, no it was the Gods here tampering with their minds. That's right! The Gods! They were responsible for this, or at least one of them was.

Listening to Ignis' advice, Will took a few deep breaths, trying to steady his nerves. ]

I remember... I remember a temple...

A temple.

[Good, he's calming down. Ignis decides against drawing attention to the knife and the blood just yet. Will and himself are certainly not well-enough acquainted for him to start pressing the man for details without expecting him to simply end the conversation.]

Which temple. Hope's?

No... No not Hope's.

[ Will shook his head as he tried to remember. It had been just before something traumatizing for the whole City happened. But what? ]

Confusion maybe? I mean, I er, I feel unnaturally confused, like someone rammed a hot poker into my ear and scrambled my brains up.

[ Making a jabbing gesture with the hand holding that knife, his other held his aching head at the temple. ]

[... Ah. A piece falls into place and suddenly Will's behaviour doesn't seem as peculiar as it did.]

You might be on to something.

[His attention follows the knife, for a moment.]

Show me where you are. Move the camera around.

[ It was a relief to hear that. Will sighed, his chest sinking as he relaxed some. ]

I hope so. I've lost days, weeks if what I can recall is true. I'm surprised I'm not dead to be honest.

[ Listening, Will followed the instructions. Panning his phone around so that Ignis could see the surrounding area. There were a few run down stores and broken asphalt streets. He was in the middle of the City. ]

It looks a little different from how I remember it. I'm not 100% sure I know where I am.

[He pays close attention to the surroundings that Will shows to him. It's taken a little time to re-orient everything with the presence of a sky, but he quickly realises just where the other man is and at least he's somewhere relatively safe.]

A great deal was damaged during the Null's attack.

[Does Will remember the attack? He spoke of robots, but seemed confused.]

I recognise those buildings. If you don't object, I can come to you.

[ Will was never safe, not really. Not with that mind of his anyway. Still, it was an enjoyable feeling, knowing someone was still worried enough to come and search for him. Didn't stop Will from feeling like a burden though. ]

The Null... Those, robot beings? The ones trying to kill our Gods?

[ He was in the midst of having a kind of lobotomy, courtesy of Confusion at the time. Will could recall small parts of what was happening, but it all seemed to get jumbled up. His mind was a mess right now. ]

Could you maybe come with something to drink, eat perhaps? ... I don't know how long I've been out here for.

[ He was weak and famished. ]

Correct.

[The video on Ignis' side shifts as he moves, responding to the question before he even replies verbally.]

Supplies are harder to come by than they were, but I can certainly do that. [He can even bring some water that isn't going to produce weird effects, now they've figured that out.]

Stay where you are. Try to sit down. And... perhaps, put down that knife.

[ The moment Ignis informs Will that he can indeed bring him some sundries, Will felt a wave of relief wash over him.

Nodding, taking heed of the advice he was being given, Will moved, leaning against a wall and gently lowering himself to the floor. It wasn't until it registered that last thing Ignis said, that Will started to feel panic again.

Put down that knife - Will gulped, dropped the knife and started to examine the blood that dotted across his hands. ]

I... I don't think... I don't know what...

[ He sighed deeply, covering his eyes with his hands. Think Will, think. ]

I wouldn't harm you if that's what you're worried about.

I'm not worried about that.

[In his kitchen, he gathers a few things together and puts them into a bag, along with a bottle of clean water that he's managed to confirm to be 'untainted'. It's with these in hand that he walks out of the apartment, still with his attention on Will.]

My concern is that someone may see you, holding a knife and spattered with blood, and assume the worst. Try to stay calm.

[His steps quicken, even as he says that. The last thing he needs now is for Will to run off somewhere.]