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Seriously. There is not enough alcohol in the entire world.
What are you talking about?
Why did I decide this was a good idea, again? Oh, yeah, writing practice. I must have forgotten just how much I hate this book.
Book Spirit: No, I think you’ve been communicating that fairly effectively.
Well, here it is, ladies and gentlemen: the point at which everything starts to go to shit. (Well. The action, anyway. The setting was already a crapsack world, so you could say that this follows. But I won’t. Because fuck tragedy.)
Book Spirit: Ummm…
Figments of my imagination can save their comments for the end.
…Do I really have to do this…?
Book Spirit: Well, you did commit to it, right?
Seriously, I don’t care if you exist or not, just shut up!