18:40 - THE ENGINE ROOM

[∆§Indea§∆]

(Irrational)

Edmund-

”Right. There’s a lot of pent up anger here. Let’s use that energy more positively hmm?”

I followed Butcher, trying to skirt around the boxing match. I didn’t need to be hit again.

[Thy Dungyeon Maestyr]

My relief at Joe getting his wits back helped cool my jets like, slightly. I tried to shove Mills into a march.

Colt (unhinged)-
"That's right, punk. Ya fuckin punk."

I was barely processing the presence of the cloned-out shrink, but his bizarre dress itched at me as much as his annoying voice tried to convince me he was unchanged.