one ❀ voice

[unknowable]

[There's no video, because it's too dark in the coffin to show anything anyway. Adam's voice is carefully steady, as if he's keeping himself under control through sheer power of will.]

I saw that Fear said our air supply will be refreshed. I don't know if that's true - I don't know if we can trust him - but I thought people ought to know anyway.

[Not that he necessarily believes anything any of the gods say, but - well. Who knows.]

Talking is a little less impersonal than text. It might help to hear a familiar voice, if any of your friends are buried. There also isn't much to do down here but panic, so if anyone wants to talk - I wouldn't mind.

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[unknowable]

The question is whether the difficulty of bringing us all back is worth the amount of fear it'll give him.

But I guess that doesn't matter, since Fear isn't the one who supposedly brings people back.

[notjustinthemirror]

He's just counting on Hope to fix everything for him.

For being a being made of Fear he sure is a lazy fucker.

[unknowable]

Well, he did do all this. That's not too lazy. But yeah, generally I'd say you're right.

I'd still rather not die, though.

[notjustinthemirror]

I'm sure someone's coming to dig you up. Though I suppose now is as good a time as any to rethink who your friends are and if they'd come through for you when you're six feet under.

[unknowable]

They're already looking for me, so I'm not worried about that. I just don't know if they'll be able to find me or not.

Is anyone looking for you?

[notjustinthemirror]

Looking for me, yes. Actually able to dig me up? No.

[Downside of having only one person in the entire cave who can stand his presence being a ghost.]

How long before you run out of air?

[unknowable]

Three days, according to Fear, but we'll see.

And what do you mean, they aren't able to dig you up? I don't think it's that difficult.

[notjustinthemirror]

I don't think he could hold a shovel. We'll see.

I've got all the time in the world to wait, unless I can actually die of boredom. I suppose we shall find out.

[unknowable]

Why not?

[Adam is a smart boy, and he has a sneaking suspicion he might know who's being spoken of here.]

[notjustinthemirror]

Mostly because he's dead.

[unknowable]

Noah?

[Because Adam only knows one dead person.]

[notjustinthemirror]

....yes.

Which one are you?

[He has a diagram to check.]

[unknowable]

Adam. Who are you?

[He's wary. Noah doesn't always make the greatest friends.]

[notjustinthemirror]

I'm the Demon that makes all the alcohol.

[There's a pause and some clicking.]

You're on my diagram.

[unknowable]

[...there's a diagram?]

You're the one who hurt Ronan.

[notjustinthemirror]

But not the bird. I'm told that's an important distinction.

For what it's worth I still have the indents of his knuckles in my stomach.

[unknowable]

I'm usually the one who patches him up after those stupid fights, so it's not that important a distinction for me.

[Although really, hurting Chainsaw would make anyone irredeemable.]

He probably started the fight, but that doesn't change anything for me.

[notjustinthemirror]

Hey I was trying to be hospitable and offer him a free bottle.

[unknowable]

That's nice of you. It would be nicer if you hadn't hit him with a baseball bat.

[notjustinthemirror]

It would be nice if he hadn't punched me. But life isn't nice.

[unknowable]

No, it's not, so I'm sure you'll understand when I say that I would rather you stay away from the both of us.

[notjustinthemirror]

I understand. But I'm not making any promises about anything.

[unknowable]

I'm not asking for a promise. Just understanding.

[notjustinthemirror]

Yeah yeah. Stay away from both of you. Got it.

[unknowable]

I know you and Noah are friends. Don't hurt him.