Now on to the comic. I ask those who might be offended at some lines in this page be not so, as it will become clear in time. Still, I ask for critique.
Transcript:
Mason: You know, it's a sick game He has you playing.
A touch being that horrifying, and you needing to calm her spirit.
Laus: My touch? That's what did it? And calm her... what?
Mason: Worse, if you weren't told. It's never helpful when you aren't told. He knows best, I suppose, but it honestly causes more problems than we need.
See her eye? It's a dead eye. Nothing for her anymore. Time to take her home, Freshman.
Mason: You know, it's a sick game He has you playing.
A touch being that horrifying, and you needing to calm her spirit.
Laus: My touch? That's what did it? And calm her... what?
Mason: Worse, if you weren't told. It's never helpful when you aren't told. He knows best, I suppose, but it honestly causes more problems than we need.
See her eye? It's a dead eye. Nothing for her anymore. Time to take her home, Freshman.
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