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[forensicks]

[Walter has recorded a video message from the point of view of someone who has just come through the door into his cabin and sees Walter at his desk in the chair turned around to face the viewer. He gives a little salute-wave.]

Didn't get me. But nice try.

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[forensicks]

"Do you think we're the weird ones? Do you think the alternate beings are lurking in the shadows and we just don't know it?"

Walter does wonder this, though he also knows it's hollow discourse. He hasn't had to do this in a long time, push away someone's better nature slowly over the course of months... He's given himself time. Maybe he shouldn't. Ever since he actually met Misty, everything has been so complicated.

[mukha]

It's a variation on Pyotr's paranoid suspicion that everyone here might be a demon in disguise: the kind of thoughts that he knows ought to be ignored.

"Don't think too much about any of it," he says flippantly, but not very convincingly. He's the one who needlessly brought up the Trevor-vampire, after all.

"Wearing yourself out by hitting your head against the wall trying to make sense of the nonsense that happens here is probably just one of the ways they get you."

There's a small smile in his voice at least, despite the lingering unease.

[forensicks]

"Yeah, I gotta make sure I'm not doing that," Walter says with a small smile, the tap-tap on his metallicized skull a reminder that death could come for them at any moment.

Neither of them are that strong. Even with a weapon and the other lacking one, there are fights they can't win. Vampire versus gun, S.M.H. That's what Walter had concluded while the fog was still there, that Allan seemed unworthy of trust but contrite enough that provocation was a very big risk under the shifting conditions...