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"So, I'll ask yes-or-no questions to try and paint a picture. How long was it
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\ between you've escaped and we met? A day?" -- no.
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"More?" -- no.
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"Less?" -- well, aren't you thorough.
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"Did you escape alone?" -- I shrug.
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"The place you've escaped from, is it a settlement?" -- no.
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"A camp?" -- no.
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"Umm, was it like a slave caravan?" -- oh fuck, he thinks I'm an escaped slave.
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\ I shake my head with energy.
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"Calm down, I understand you don't want to talk about it, but I need
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\ information." -- double fuck. I shake my head violently and kick the wall.
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\ How the hell do I explain myself now?
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"Are you mute because of them?" -- motherfucker!
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I frantically look around. Nothing. I drop my head in despair. Oh.
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I start writing letters with my hoof.
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"E. F. G. Alphabet?" -- bingo.
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N
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"So you are not a slave? Theeeen where did you escape from?"
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It's not that easy, [[my leg is already slightly tired.|next]]
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