[ After Jemma's disappearance, once...whatever is controlling a small series of nanomites in Harry's brain and using a non-registered TC to send these things has figured out that Jemma is NOT going to be responding any longer...well. It starts sending a series of texts to everyone she knows that could be involved. ]
You could kill me kill me or near our murder smiles a concealing apology. Will the engineer malfunction? Will the doctor save them? Pull out their minds and put them back in tact. Bones rain from the sky, their world will be consumed by fire. How does the dragon await a plastic funeral? Broken and full of stars.
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You could kill me kill me or near our murder smiles a concealing apology. Will the engineer malfunction? Will the doctor save them? Pull out their minds and put them back in tact. Bones rain from the sky, their world will be consumed by fire. How does the dragon await a plastic funeral? Broken and full of stars.