[ The graves look more taken care of now. They look fresh, despite the general condition of the area, and according to the writing on the markers, none of the graves belong to anyone older than 14. ]
[ The boy represented in the statue looks to be about fourteen or fifteen years old. He’s smiling, hands held out, a glowing green flame held in each cupped palm. There’s definitely something special about him, but… a statue like this, just for one kid, while everyone else gets, at best, a wooden cross? Seriously? ]
[ A plaque on the statue's pedestal reads SAM TEMPLE. There's no memory when you touch it, but it feels strangely... hollow, as if despite the gold paint, there's really not much there... ]
[ As you mount the gleaming steps to the town hall, the smell of blood hits you. It’s weak, at first, but the closer you get to the building’s front entrance, the stronger it becomes. It doesn’t seem like anything great is waiting for you inside. ]
[ Weren’t you walking up the steps to get into the building just a second ago? Now you’re clearly in a basement room—a makeshift hospital, by the looks of it. There are several cots lined up against the walls, their sheets turned down as if waiting for someone to occupy them. It’s obvious that someone had been trying to keep the place clean until recently, but now… Now there are medical supplies scattered everywhere, and worst of all, there are dead kids lying on the floor, lined up in rows, like tiny fallen soldiers. Their eyes stare sightlessly at the ceiling. A sick sense of acknowledgment hits you—these kids died because of something you did. At the same time, you don’t necessarily feel guilty. It’s just the truth. ]
[This is when she can't take it anymore. Is this what a panic attack feels like? It's probably what a panic attack feels like. Going to be looking for the exit. She's done]
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[ As you mount the gleaming steps to the town hall, the smell of blood hits you. It’s weak, at first, but the closer you get to the building’s front entrance, the stronger it becomes. It doesn’t seem like anything great is waiting for you inside. ]
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