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[deadlyjuliet]

[The journal clicks on with the sound of a chainsaw dying away in the background.]

Augh, Will, are we done yet? I swear, this sea water is wrecking havoc on my--

...

[The sound of water and waves and not much else follows for a moment.]

Where...? ...! Where are all the bodies?! And the ice?! WILLIAM, DID YOU JUST LEAVE ME IN THIS BOAT IN THE MIDDLE OF THE ATLANTIC?! WILL?! RONALD! Ronald Knox, so help me, if you took off just because of a little overtime, I am going to---!! Ugh! Will! Wii---

...ngs?

...Why.....do I have wings? ...WHERE THE BLOODY HELL IS MY SHIRT?!

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[Voice]

[deadlyjuliet]

Nothing but water, dear. If there were icebergs or something to use as stepping stones, I'm sure I could get back, but as it is? [Sigh]

Thankfully, it seems someone is coming to get me. ...Somehow.

[Voice]

[fleurdesel]

By air or by sea, would be my best guess. Failing that? Magic.

[Voice]

[deadlyjuliet]

He said something about a bird. I don't really care to ask so long as it gets me off this boat and onto dry land.

[Voice]

[fleurdesel]

It would have to be a large bird indeed, but that would not be too difficult to find here. We've little technicolor talking ponies. A bird large enough to bring you ashore would not be that strange.

[Voice]

[deadlyjuliet]

....Let me guess, you're all a bit daft and there's something in the water, hm?

[Voice]

[fleurdesel]

If only! [It startles a laugh out of Adele, her incredulity. Though thinking on her initial reaction? She cannot blame the woman.] I am afraid not. There are...strange creatures in the village.

[Voice]

[deadlyjuliet]

....Lovely. So, wings, abandonment at sea, strange people, technicolor ponies, undead, what else am I to expect from this place?

[It...seems so familiar, but that can't be right, can it? She swears she's never been here before. ...Or has...she...]

[Voice]

[fleurdesel]

Pirates, experiments, unnatural shifts in the weather, the geography, and the residents themselves in irregular intervals. The odd announcement from our minders, to bait us, or cajole us into doing work for them, or taunt us depending upon who it is that does the announcing. It is a merry little hell you have landed in, Madame.

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[deadlyjuliet]

...........Wonderful. I'm all a-tingle with excitement.

[Voice]

[fleurdesel]

I do not suppose you have been told the part where when we leave, it is as if we were never here?

[Voice]

[deadlyjuliet]

....So we simply forget it all or do all of you forget us?

[Voice]

[fleurdesel]

You forget everything. We remember those that have left.

[Voice]

[deadlyjuliet]

Well, that is annoying. And no one ever remembers things that transpire here?

[Voice]

[fleurdesel]

I have heard rumors of some that have dreams, and some leave, return, and regain their memories after some time has passed. But should you leave and never return? You do not remember.

[Voice]

[deadlyjuliet]

Hmph, so that is their little ploy... I see. Thank you for your most informative help.

[Voice]

[fleurdesel]

I am glad to be of service Madame.