Do you hear the people sing? Because they're all pissed off

[inforapenny]

[There is no announcement at noon on Tuesday. The hour itself, in fact, seems to hang in grave remembrance of a friend no longer with them. B's absence is still heavy in their group every time that they look at the graffiti'd box office.

But they can't be silent forever. They won't be silent forever.

There's few enough of them left that Billy can find each of them individually, slipping a sheet of paper into their hand.]

MEET IN THE FIRST FLOOR WOMEN'S ROOM, 2 PM.

(Men's room light is still out. Sorry.)

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[trettende]

[ Ah yes, Hans has finally experienced the ghosts. He's a believer. ]

Do you think it's... the people we've lost?

[ Sounds better than the people who've died, right? ]

[dechagny]

I...I want to believe that it could be. I don't know if it is. But, looking at the mural...it is somewhat reassuring to know our friends believe in us.

[Though he does still worry for D-ne in the vaguely defined afterlife, but...he's probably the only one.]

[trettende]

[ Ah yes, the mural... That shit was uncanny. ]

Even if they're only with us in spirit, they must still be here.

[dechagny]

And...certainly, they will lend us their strength if we are in need.