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[momchester]

[Counter to her last post, Mary is calm, composed, put-together, an iron look of determination in her eyes.]

If you've called someone and gotten their voicemail in the past three days, you need to comment here and tell me who it was.

I don't care if you think they got sent home, if they have an alibi, if they're supposed to be on a week-long vision quest, I don't care. If there's someone, anyone who you can't get ahold of and isn't absolutely definitely accounted for-

[Mary stops, folds, unfolds her hands. When her sleeve pulls back slightly, you can see a pair of handcuffs around one wrist.]

There might be another Hunt going on. We have to figure out now how many people are missing. Rationalizing where they might be, telling yourself it's not a big deal- forget that. We don't have time to second-guess.

I'm starting the list with Yosuke, Bigby Wolf, and Jesse Turner.

[Her hands are shaking a little. She grits her teeth slightly.]

Michael, everyone from last time- if you know where the grounds are, please. We need to stop this.

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voice | private;

[momchester]

Yeah. She told me there were games in your world like the hunts, and that- she... didn't survive.

[Her voice hardens, even as there's something thick and emotional behind it.]

I promised her I wouldn't let her get hurt. I promised her I'd stop it.

voice | private;

[safeguarded]

Yeah. Every year, they pick twenty four children between the ages of twelve and eighteen. She was one of the younger ones. Our world is a horrible place.

[He pauses as well, trying hard to stop his voice from growing thick as well. Instead, there's anger leaking into his tone, despite his effort to stop that from becoming evident as well.]

I told her it was illegal, and the police or the government wouldn't let it happen a second time here. But I'm still not going to let her get hurt, no matter how wrong I was.