END GAME: THE COUNTDOWN STARTS

[sailmods]

[the prisoners wake up on cold, hard floors.

the lights are bright, glaring, a sterile cell with sterile bars facing a sterile hall. the prisoners with you, across from you, and no one else. no rocking of a ship in waves, nothing. just the prisoner and their prison.

time passes, one assumes. the rhythmic click of Friday’s heels down the hall. it’s almost like the ticking of a clock.]

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[teethoftherisk]

Siffleur butts his head against the bars, chuckling softly to himself. "I means very much. I have two children in my world, and I was a terrible father to them. But if I could have been a lusus to them, we all would have been much happier."