[Party reels himself back in, slowly. His mind is still racing, but Ghoul's right-- He's right, this is too bright, not clean enough, it smells wrong. This isn't BLI, but if it isn't, then what is it?
He's snagging Ghoul's hand in the next moment in an absent-minded effort to keep himself grounded.]
Purgatory? The fuck did we do t' deserve any kind'a purgatory?
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He's snagging Ghoul's hand in the next moment in an absent-minded effort to keep himself grounded.]
Purgatory? The fuck did we do t' deserve any kind'a purgatory?
[Except, you know.. pretty much everything.]
Gotta be a way out.