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[onlyoneof]

[SHOOTING LINCOLN IN THE FACE.

I mean.

This post is for journal threads]

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[skepticalities]

Probably, yeah.

[onlyoneof]

Any weird dreams?

[skepticalities]

. . . yeah, a few. But that's to be expected, right? With going from no sleep to more sleep.

[onlyoneof]

And with the place and everything you've been through, yeah.

[skepticalities]

And I've only been here for about three months.

[onlyoneof]

"Only."

[skepticalities]

Some people have been here for years.

[onlyoneof]

I know. Still.

[skepticalities]

It's a lot.

[onlyoneof]

Yeah. It's a long time to go without sleep too.

[skepticalities]

I slept okay for the first month. Some new place jitters, but nothing . . . bad.

[onlyoneof]

Why?

[skepticalities]

Hmm?

[onlyoneof]

Why was the first month okay? What changed?

[skepticalities]

I— I don't know. I just remember that I slept decently at first. And then, right before Lincoln got here, it started getting difficult.

[onlyoneof]

... when was that? Before you got involved with the Fringe division?

[skepticalities]

I . . . September?

[onlyoneof]

...

You're not sure.

[skepticalities]

. . . no.

[onlyoneof]

[starts pacing]

I met Lincoln Lee in March. But you, you wouldn't have known anything about the Fringe division until the end of September or beginning of October. The timeline was rewritten at the beginning of May, but we know this place can hold memories back.

[skepticalities]

. . .

[looks up at him.]

[onlyoneof]

Do you remember who you talked to before October?

[skepticalities]

Bo, maybe. Uh— Wendy Watson. A few other people as well, I think . . .

[onlyoneof]

I'm gonna need you to introduce me.

[skepticalities]

I know you've met Bo. She's the fae?