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‘Sam: Once again I am hallucinating my very dead girlfriend’
‘Taurtis: And this is why G’s roommates think we need psychological help’
‘Grian: We do though’
‘Taurtis: I never said they were wrong ’
‘Sam: Dom also told me to go to therapy.’
‘Grian: Why?’
‘Sam: I hallucinated him and texted him to ask if he was in town.’
‘Sam: He responded, ‘...No. Go to therapy.’’
‘Taurtis: Sounds like a rational thought process.’
‘Grian: Too bad none of us will be going to therapy anytime soon.’
‘Grian: Everyone on EVO thinks I’m crazy’
‘Taurtis: You are’
‘Taurtis: Also I’m coming within the week.’
‘Sam: I thought we agreed we all were crazy?’
‘Grian: Yeah but to be called out like that, rude’
‘Taurtis: We’re of to the fight the dragon, the fearful dragon of the end.’
‘Sam: I read that like the ‘we’re off to see the wizard’’
‘Taurtis: That’s how it was intended.’
‘Grian: We’re off, see ya Sam.’
‘Sam: Good luck.’
‘Sam: So…just hallucinated my mom’
‘Sam: Guys?’
‘Sam: It’s been 2 days, are you okay?’
‘Sam: A full week, what happened?’
‘Sam: A month…
‘Sam: Two months, no one seems to remember either of you.’
‘Sam: Three months, I’m starting to really get concerned.’
‘Sam: Hallucinated my mom again, she yelled at me’
‘Sam: It’s been four months.’
‘Sam: Five months, I’m starting to think you’re dead or something.’
‘Sam: Six months, I can’t do the every month thing…six months’
‘Sam: It’s been a full year.’
‘Sam: I’ve started to hallucinate you guys too..’
‘Sam: Maybe I do need therapy.’
‘Sam: A year and a half. I can barely cook for myself without panicking’
‘Sam: Two years and I’m the only one from high school who remembers the two of you.’
‘Sam: Two and a half years, no answers. Starting to think I imagined you both.’
‘Sam: 3 years, I’ve given up looking for obituaries and unsolved cases. There’s no proof either of you exist except in my comm.’
‘Sam: 4 years, finally moved off that godforsaken server. This server not much better but it’s not permadeath so baby steps or something.’
‘Sam: Either way, I’m ‘moving up in the world.’
‘Sam: 5 years. At what point do I stop trying?’
‘Sam: Here or in general’
‘Sam: 6 years, moved to an even safer server. I’m living for the two of you now I guess. The one person who truly remembers everything about you.’
‘Sam: Thinking about going to therapy, they have a few options here…’
‘Sam: I’m not sure though.’
‘Sam: 7 years, I’m going to therapy now. I’ve stopped hallucinating but you guys are still strong.’
‘Sam: I’m so sorry about highschool, I know you’ll probably never see this but I’m so so sorry.’
‘Grian: Sam’
‘Sam: Grian?’
‘Grian: The one and only.’
‘Sam: Oh my void’
‘Sam: You’re okay? You’re alive?’
‘Grian: Alive yes, okay is relative.’
‘Sam: What happened?’
‘Grian: Got a little kidnapped.’
‘Sam: And everyone just forgot about you?’
‘Grian: Our kidnappers were extremely magical.’
‘Sam: Did Taurtis get out with you?’
‘Grian: No. He’s brainwashed by them. I tried.’
‘Sam: I know you did.’
‘Grian: So therapy?’
‘Sam: Yeah, I was starting to lose track of reality so I thought it appropriate.’
‘Grian: Glad you’re getting help.’
‘Sam: Where are you now?’
‘Grian: On a safe server.’
‘Sam: That’s good, glad your safe.’
‘Grian: Unrelated to anything but never make a deal with beings called Watchers.’
‘Sam: …Okay’
‘Grian: I will not be taking no further questions.’
‘Sam: I won’t be asking any’
‘Sam: I’m glad your back.’
‘Sam: I’m so sorry.’
‘Grian: Thank you.’
‘Grian: I’m sorry too.’
‘Sam: I’m here if you need to talk.’
‘Grian: I know.’