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>the story is over, Ron exploded, everyone go home.

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loud and clear

>"Right, well I'm about done here so if you're all sorted, you think we should head out?"

>"Yeah, sure, I dont think there's anything else to do here. Why not?"

>Collect Ranvier and proceed?

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>Ron has found a Camera!

>What will you do?

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Store. Maybe you'll find something nice in there

>The party walks into the store. No one is inside.

>Everyone splits up, walking through the aisles. The contents of the shelves can only be described as miscellaneous, a random array of objects, of various usefulness (or lack thereof)

>Ron finds a handful of stray batteries lying on a shelf. He pulls out his Flashlight and changes the batteries, leaving the old ones behind on the shelf

>The others seem to be preoccupied at the moment, leaving you with a little bit of freetime to yourself

>What do you do?

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let's look around the new place! mabye see what's this side of the void has to offer? %*]

>"QUIT TALKING LIKE THAT ITS WEIRD"

>"Weird? I don't see any problem with it.."

>"OF COURSE YOU DONT WEEZERBOY JUST GET ON WITH IT ALREADY"

>Ignoring Ron's offended objections and Gamble's snickering, Ranvier shoves past both of them and tries to take better scope of the town around them

>"ARE NEITHER OF YOU WONDERING WHERE THE HELL WE ARE?? OR IS IT JUST ME SURPRISED BY THE WHOLE "SIGNS OF CIVILIZATION IN THIS INFINITE DEATH PIT" THING"

>Ron notices the buildings immediately around them, taking stock of the situation

> To their immediate left is a derelict corner store, on the opposite side of the street lies the rubble of what seems to have been a house of its own, and on the end of the street lies a rather important-looking building, a "town hall" for this strange collection of buildings.

>"I'm figurin' there ain't anyone 'sides us kicking around this ghost town, at least. No need to get yer tail in a twist, Ransy. It's just us out here."

>"Well if it's just us, why not look around a bit? It's not like anyone's around to stop us, at least."

>"SOUNDS MISERABLE. WHY NOT"

>Where do you go?

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Go outside?

>Along the walls of the dark prison he finds himself in, Ron finds a doorknob. He turns it and steps out into a quaint suburban small town, one that's apparently been here all along

>"Oh yeah, this place. I reckon we could get some entertainment outta this, eh?"

>"WAIT DID BOTH OF YOU JUST KNOW THIS WAS HERE"

>"I remember it bein' here, at least."

>Ron steps out onto the lawn, stiff white grass that doesn't bend right when he steps down on it. Gamble and Ranvier follow suit and gain their bearings. The sun up above blazes light downwards. Somewhere in the little town is the sound of a bird song.

>There are a couple buildings in the distance, besides the house Ron had just stepped out of

>Where will you go?

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What business do you have with Gamble anyway?

>"Oh, we got no business at all. I simply mosey on down here every now and then for some company, y'see. S'not so easy to get in a place like this."

>"THATS COWBOY TALK FOR "I ENJOY BEING A NUISANCE WHENEVER I PLEASE" HONESTLY EVEN THOUGH I EXPECTED HIM TO COME ITS NOT LIKE WE'RE ACTUALLY FRIENDS"

>Ron gets the sense that these 2 have been butting heads for a long time. They planned a whole meeting to spend time with eachother when they don't enjoy each other's company. Ron figures it must be very lonely to live here

>"You're not even friends? That's... funny... from the way Gamble put it while we were walking it sounded like you two are close."

>"WE'RE ONLY CLOSE BECAUSE THERES NO OTHER OPTION HOW MUCH CLEARER DO I HAVE TO PUT THIS"

>Gamble pulls a small glass bottle of whiskey out of his pocket and takes a swig

>"Yup. Here's a life lesson for ya, shortstack. Something to remember. Out here y'take every ally you can get. Finding someone who won't rip your guts out first chance is rarity you gotta treasure if ya want t'keep your head screwed on right."

>Ron finds this conversation confusing. Within the span of a day, he's already met 3 people, none of which he thought particularly wanted to hurt him. Axon earlier even saved his life, back when the river monster appeared

>But he wouldn't voice this concern, no. Not much of a point in doing so when he hasn't been here for very long. Ron leans up against the wall and looks up at the sky

>What do you do?

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look around the place?

>Ron takes an extra good look at the walls around them. He notices that the door Gamble and him came from has vanished out of existence, seemingly right after he stepped through it. No going back now.

>Ron also realizes that there were not walls before he looked for them just now. What was once a blank expanse is now a pitch grey room.

>"IF YOURE LOOKING FOR A WAY OUT YOU WON'T FIND ONE, DEVLIN. IVE BEEN HERE FOREVER THERE'S NO WAY OUT SO DONT BOTHER LOOKING FOR ONE"

>"...please don't call me just 'Devlin'."

>"I DO WHAT I WANT FUCK OFF"

>What do you do now?

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Errrmm....

What DO we do now...?

>"RON WHAT KIND OF FREAKS DID YOU BRING WITH YOU. AND I THOUGHT THE OTHER GUYS WERE WEIRDOS WHATS WITH THE IMAGE"

>The other 2 party members are still not as acclimated to images being shown to them, evident by how they both stand back dazed and confused

>"Sometimes... sometimes I have no idea."

>Gamble and Ron shake the image out of their heads and carry on

>"...Imagery aside, we can do whatever we want now, shortstack. Welcome to this side of nowhere, you'll figure out quick that there ain't much to entertain yourself with in these parts"

>"YEP! IN CASE YOU HAVENT FIGURED IT OUT ALREADY YOURE STUCK IN THIS DUMPSTER WITH US NOW. FIGURE IT OUT YOURSELF"

>Ron doesn't know what he expected. He came along on this journey because there was nothing else to do, but of course that wouldn't change with a new scenery

>It occurs to him that perhaps he has... quite a lot of free time on his hands, despite the lack of interesting things in the environment, at least that he can see

>What do you do?

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Grab itand open it

>Ron takes the letter from Timtim with his other hand. The bird promptly flutters its wings, then takes off into the open air. It flies further and further away before vanishing from view

>Ron opens the letter and reads it to himself, swatting back a nosy Gamble who wants to read it too

>It reads: "Hello Ron !! If You've Recieved This Letter It Means TimTim The Bird Found You Successfully ! How Are You Doing Far Away From Here ? I Suppose You Can't Answer Actually...Writing Supplies Are Few And Far Between Out Here (Maybe Next Time I'll Send TimTim With Some) But NONETHELESS ! I Hope This Letter Finds You And Gamble In Good Health...May Our Paths Cross Again Soon Peace And Love . Love , AXON %*)"

>Ron folds up the letter carefully and puts it in his pocket

>[AXON LETTER #1 added to Ron's Equipment]

>"What was that? A letter from our friend Cupid, eh? I didn't know he had a pet bird."

>"Yeah... nothing special though, just him checking in."

>Ron notices Ranvier hasn't moved since Timtim arrived with the letter. He can't even tell if they've been breathing

>"You alright?"

>Ranvier is immediately snapped out of it, shocked back into her normal (and yet strange) behavior

>"THATS NONE OF YOUR BUSINESS RHOMBUS BRAIN FUCK OFF"

>What do you do now?

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Errrmmm... well THIS is awkward...

>"RONALD DEVLIN WHAT ARE YOU DOING HERE HOW ARE YOU HERE. WHAT THE FUCK."

>"So you two do know each other?"

>"Boy, do I."

>"WAIT WAIT WAIT. RON HOW MUCH DO YOU ACTUALLY REMEMBER. LIKE DO YOU REMEMBER HOW YOU GOT HERE"

>"...No, what's it to you? I just remember you bothering the crap out of me for 2 days straight. Hell, I came with Gamble here to find you because I don't know how I got here."

>"GOD. DAMNIT."

>But before anything else is said, a familiar bird song sounds around the party. A bird song you recognize as Timtim, coming to see you

>The little green bird lands on Ron's hand, and he notices its carrying a letter in its beak. The wax stamp sealing it is a deep green, shaped like a heart

>"Eh? You've got mail there, shortstack?"

>Take the letter?

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what do you see ron?

>On the other side of the door, it's much brighter. None of the pitch-dark fog the other place had, no, here the world is surrounded by grey nothingness. Open and yet claustrophobic

>Ron can hear the 2 voices from earlier on the other side, much clearer now. One of them is Gamble, but the other is someone new. Someone unfamiliar.

>"WHERE THE HELL WHERE YOU YOU WERE SUPPOSED TO BE HERE HOURS AGO ALSO WHAT THE HELL HAPPENED TO YOUR HEAD"

>"Ransy, relax! I just had to take a little detour to get here, is all. No worries about the crack, we just had a little... incident.... on the way here."

>Gamble can hear the door opening behind him. He grins and looks back at Ron, coy smile lacing his face

>"And besides, I brought a friend."

>Ron steps through the door fully and closes it behind him, and on the other side, he looks Ranvier directly in the face. Suddenly, some memories come back to him.

>"YOU."

>"YOU."

>RANVIER is now avaliable

>What do you do?

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NOW open the door ...

>"Welp, goodbye, Axon."

>"Farewell Ron...We Will Meet Again...That I Promise You %*)"

>And with that, Ron opens the door and steps through, closing it carefully behind him

>From the moment he walks through, the world on the other side is incredibly bright. It feels like walking inside of a cloud, surrounded by a cold brightness for what looks like miles

>He takes a step. Then another. The longer he walks the harder it is to see. And yet vaguely, the further he walks, the more he can hear the voice of 2 people, hazily off in the distance

>The white fog grows yet thicker, and yet it's never harder for Ron to breathe. In fact it feels strangely easier to, like a pleasant mist

>On the other side of the white abyss there is a door with a plus sign on it, matching Gamble's mask

>Ron steps through the door and into the bright light beyond

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Listen Ronald. You NEED to name the bird shithead pleasepleasellease

>"DO NOT NAME IT SUCH THINGS...You Are So Cruel to TimTim Stranger Why Do You Wish For This %*("

>"Yeah, why do you want to name it Shithead? That seems kinda rude."

>"It Is Very Rude %*( Rude To Me And This Sweet Creature...This Hate Is Too Much To Bear For My Poor Heart...Just Go Now...GO...And Take The Mean Stranger Away With You..."

>Axon dramatically waves towards the door, gesturing for Ron to exit for real. It's hard to say how much of this is genuine and how much of it is Axon playing around, but either way it's probably best to leave now

>What now?

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TimTim

>"Is That A Name For The Bird Friend ? How Sweet ! Ron Lets Name It TimTim I Like That Name"

>"I mean... sure. Timtim the bird. That sounds cute."

>Timtim chirps from the branches above and flies down to perch on Axon's shoulder. The bird has a name.

>What now?

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Open the door..

>Ron puts his hand on the door handle and...

>"Ron Wait. Before You Go..."

>Ron pulls his hand back from the door and turns to face Axon. Axon looks a bit tense, whatever the matter is seems to be important.

>"What's the matter?"

>"I Have Something I Need To Give You...Lend Me Your Hands For A Moment"

>Ron gives Axon his hands to hold, and Axon moves them into a cup position. Axon puts his hands over Ron's, and after a few moments...

>Axon pulls his hands away and in Ron's hands lies a small, green bird looking up at him with pitch black eyes

>"It's A Gift So We Can Stay In Touch !! This Little Bird Will Always Be Able To Find You...We Can Keep In Touch With Letters Like That !! Isnt It Lovely !"

>The little bird flaps out of Ron's hands and into the air, perching on one of the nearby trees. Its eyes are still trained on Ron

>"How did you do that?"

>"Oh It's An Old Trick Of Mine...Nothing Special"

>"Well... thanks, I guess. It's a very cute bird."

>"Why Thank You !! That's All I Wanted To Show You...You May Go On Your Way Now !!"

>What now?