[Having spent a good portion of Days 2 and 3 falling through pitch black nothing for 24 hours straight, Balin is currently, and cautiously, wandering the Midway, taking note of how things have changed for the worse.]
Oh, oh this is some fucked up shit. Place looks like fuckin' meltin' wax—
[He looks both disturbed and on edge. To say nothing of the malformed drones, or the grease and red stains everywhere—the patches of nothingness really worry him. Maybe he should double back and stay at the Church, but ...]
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Oh, oh this is some fucked up shit. Place looks like fuckin' meltin' wax—
[He looks both disturbed and on edge. To say nothing of the malformed drones, or the grease and red stains everywhere—the patches of nothingness really worry him. Maybe he should double back and stay at the Church, but ...]