Nick Andros

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Nick Andros
Greenhouse
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I don't know. I only ever saw him in my dreams and it was more feeling or sensation that I recall. Overwhelming dread and fear. You'd see a man but his face would be a black sort of void but you knew there were teeth. Too many of them.

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Doesn't really sound like the kind of man who would pass out leaflets.

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No.
But it does sound like he kind of man who would have someone else do it for him.


*If* it even is him.

[vivifier]

If.

There are a few things that make me concerned whoever this is might be doing this against their will.

[thisblankpage]

You mean someone's being pressed into this? Writing or passing them out?

[vivifier]

Writing them. I mean...hold on.

"There's a reason why the prophets aren't awake
I need to liberate my mind from my current predicament"

"Being here has imbued me with the Word.
My mind and my heart,
My speech is consumed by it.
I can't help but find parallels."


"I don't know why I'm scared
I've been here before"


You know, this might be easier if you came to the lab.

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[The snippets are disturbing enough and Nick rubs the back of his neck for a moment, thinking.] Ok. If it's all right I might bring someone with me, she might be able to help us figure this all out.

[vivifier]

Sure, that's fine. Absolutely.

[thisblankpage]

All right. Let me talk to her and we'll be over.

[vivifier]

All right.