Camp: private conversations

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Respond here for a private conversation with Red! All comment threads are screened.

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[killtheanimals]

Are you even capable of telling me?

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Not if we both want to walk out of this room alive, no.

[She's got bosses, remember?]

[killtheanimals]

[He sighs, but... doesn't press the topic! Amazing.]

New subject. Why are you protecting Stan?

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Because he has blocks on his memory to preserve his sanity, and you all keep triggering those blocks. My superiors said it won't affect his mind, but I don't exactly trust them on that.

[killtheanimals]

So his memories are being messed with.

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As far as he knows, this is a normal summer camp. When he talks about pranks? That's what he actually sees.

The only time he sees the truth is when he's forced into a situation where he has to see it. Which is why I threw you towards the lake at the trial, you were close to doing that.

[killtheanimals]

Thank you for the warning.

[His dignity, Red.]

So we just have to kill each other quietly without letting him in on it?

[Wow, that's some bitterness.]

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Ideally, yes.

[...wow that sounded cruel.]

Sorry, I shouldn't have said it that way. But I made a promise to someone, and I intend on keeping it.

[killtheanimals]

This is a camp designed to make us murder each other.

[Her words, though blunt, are honest. Mitsuru values that.]

...Was this a positive promise?

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It was a promise to protect someone.

[I mean, it's probably obvious, but yes. She promised to protect Stan.]

[killtheanimals]

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Did you make that promise to someone in this camp? ...Currently or formerly.

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I did, yes.

[killtheanimals]

[He digests this information in silence, eyebrows knitting together. This is Stan's first year, so what does this mean...?]

...Was someone here who knew him outside of camp?

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It was.

You can't ever tell Stan about this, you realize?

[killtheanimals]

Or else you'll stop me again.

[In the lake way as opposed to the memory erasure way, or so he thinks.]

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Next time I might have to dump you on a roof somewhere.

[That is a yes.]

[killtheanimals]

Please don't.

[He has a thousand problems and doesn't need that on top of it!!]

...Next question. Can you tell me anything about this voice?

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Not yet. I've sent an email to my superiors for more information, but they haven't gotten back to me at this time. If you're concerned, I will let you know once I get more information.

[killtheanimals]

[Is this a joke.]

The voice in our heads. The one telling us to kill each other.

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Yes, someone told me about that.

[Guess who doesn't hear it.]

Which is why I'm seeking guidance on what to do about it.

[killtheanimals]

[...??]

Do you really think we all just had colds last week?

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...yes?

[SHE REALLY DID THINK EVERYONE JUST GOT SICK.]

[killtheanimals]

[.........]

We heard a voice tell us that unless one of us killed another, we would all die. Those illnesses were killing us, Red.

That's why Lillith murdered the Pastor. To save us from certain death.

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...

[yeah uh. Nobody thought to mention that to her.]

I'll see what I can find out about that.

[killtheanimals]

[Well gee no wonder we almost burned this camp to the fucking ground.]

We heard the voice this week again as well. So wait--

In all the times you've come here... why did you think the campers would kill each other?