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[respirations]

( ooc; set before all the event stuff because life has been a hell prison for me, sob. )

∘ PUBLIC:

( Everything begins with a shake before one equally shaky (and somewhat wheezy) sounding man appears on screen. Considering Eddie literally met a handful of people while spitting blood everything― this is something of an improvement! )

Uh, hey― my name is Eddie. I'm new here, sorta. Someone told― well, I sort of figured out based on reactions that I was here before. I don't remember this, uh― this place or any of you aside from my one friend from home. I'm sorry about that if you knew me or, you know, I spit blood on your shoes earlier at the bar.

( There is another wheezy sound as if he was close to coughing but manages to reign it in with another harsh swallow. )

If there's anything you think I should know then feel free to let me know and―

( And with that the picture shakes as his device falls to the ground, bouncing before hands appear and Eddie curses. )

This has got to be some fucked up clown shit― ( And the video cuts. )

∘ PRIVATE TO RICHIE:

Please tell me you're still around.

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[beholding_archivist]

The clown you're referring to does not exist in this world.

[ Flaaatly. But with a hint of reassurance. ]

I would say welcome back, but- You are not the one that was here before...

[respirations]

No offense, dude but I'm a risk analyst and that's one risk that I just can't take right off the bat.

( Especially when he's still spitting blood from his stab wound. )

I mean, I'm still Eddie Kaspbrak but yeah— I don't have any memories from this place, you know? It's like some sort of fucked up timeline bullshit.

[beholding_archivist]

Don't worry, you will find other risks here.

Plenty of them.

At any rate, I suppose a welcome is in order. I'm Jon and I take care of what used to be this city's library.