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[headjacked]

Heyyyyyyyy, kiddo, you've reached me. Me who is Rhys. Anyway, not sure why you're trying to get in contact with the king of the dweebs, but I'm sure you've got your reasons. Reasons you should probably re-examine. I'm just sayin'.

Last chance to back out.

No?

Don't say I didn't warn ya.

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@dickcheese, audio;

[headjacked]

The obits you yourself were on??

[ He's practically spitting, voice jumping from lifeless to pitchy in one breath. ]

[jumpthegun]

[Yes, but... let's not focus on that for the moment.]

It happened days ago, Rhys. I'm fine. [Not really, but he'll pretend. He doesn't actually want to freak Rhys out more, but...] I did want to... Alfie told me how it happened for Angel. Me, too. It was Fiona for me, too.

[headjacked]

So what, we're gonna focus on my problems and shove yours under the carpet again?

[ And then it sinks in. ]

-- whhhuh. Wait. Same anomaly?

[jumpthegun]

[You've got it now, Rhys! John focuses on the second question.]

Yeah. Same one based on the description Beckett gave me. I dunno what it means.

[Nothing good.]