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Do you know who you are?

MARIONETTES - CONVERSATION EXCERPT 1

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[Penelope_Adams]: Hey, you okay?

[Riley_Donnelly]: Jesus... you scared me.

[Penelope_Adams]: Sorry. I didn't want to wake you, but you were making sounds in your sleep.

[Riley_Donnelly]: What kind of sounds?

[Penelope_Adams]: At first you were murmuring. Then, it progressed to full-on wailing. Like you were being hurt.

[Riley_Donnelly]: I'm sorry. I didn't mean to scare you.

[Penelope_Adams]: Do you want to talk about it?

[Riley_Donnelly]: It's... well. I've been having the weirdest dreams lately.

[Penelope_Adams]: Different dreams?

[Riley_Donnelly]: Same dream for the past few nights.

[Penelope Adams]: What happens?

[Riley_Donnelly]: Lately, I've been... I see an empty city in my dreams. Each time, I find myself in front of a building. I go inside, and I see a corpse.

[Penelope_Adams]: A corpse? Whose?

[Riley_Donnelly]: I'm not sure. They're not... well, they don't look human. They feel familiar, but I can't place them.

[Penelope_Adams]: Did anything happen?

[Riley_Donnelly]: That's the strangest part. They just sit still, unmoving, and stare. They don't have eyes, but I know they're looking at me.

[Penelope_Adams]: That sounds... unsettling.

[Riley_Donnelly]: It gets worse. I can't move my head, so I'm stuck staring right back at them. Both of us still as statues, staring.

[Penelope_Adams]: I'm sorry, dear.

[Riley_Donnelly]: And worst of all, I can hear something--someone--moving behind me. There's flashes of quiet rustling, moments of hurried footsteps, that tip me off. And they're getting closer to me during each dream. Whoever it is almost found me this time, but you woke me up.

[Penelope_Adams]: I'm glad I woke you up, then. That sounds like an awful dream. Do you want to stay up for a bit to calm down?

[Riley_Donnelly]: No, I'll be okay. It's just a dream, after all, and we need our sleep. I'm just glad I'm not alone in the real world.

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MARIONETTES - FORMER THOUGHT READOUT 2

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!FORMER THOUGHT READOUT 2!

My dreams have been troublesome lately. They typically twist my memories and imagination in ways cryptic, yet helpful. I may dream of the desert of possibility, or of the tendrils of teeth and blood. This knowledge guides my future. Lately, however, it has been dreams of that dark room I awoke in. Dreams of that emptiness surrounding me and pressing into me as it sings, trying desperately to draw me in.

It may haunt me, but I will not succumb. That void will never have me.

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MARIONETTES - FORMER THOUGHT READOUT 1

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!FORMER THOUGHT READOUT 1!

I've always wanted a child. It's a desire for a legacy, I suppose; a desire to have someone to remember me by. A child that could think for himself, dream for himself, but still ultimately be a part of me and remember me.

Life would not grant me this opportunity. My nephew, as much as I care for him, was not what I needed. But with my deal came the need for containment, and I found the perfect opportunity to create what life would not give me.

I have my child now. It can think, it can dream, and it will always remember me. No matter what happens in the future, I will never be drawn into that void. I will always have my legacy. Despite having its own mind, it is still me.

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