Swift and sharp like the blade of a razor, the Arrow's will rescinds the thread of sympathy linking them to this place. Burned in his consciousness is the shape of this end of the pattern linking the chainsaw to its wielder, he might not be able to pinpoint the murderer, but he certainly will be able to fill the missing pieces of the puzzle and recognize the killer should the occasion present itself.
Past the gate, the two awakened make a hasty retreat through the arising morning haze, the idol safely tucked under their arms. They have a rendez-vous with their associates, but that is a tale best relegated to the footnotes.
Good game you two, next thread will be up later
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