The future's in doubt, you're on your own [Week 6, Friday]

[hydrokinetics]

[Silence fills the room. They've lost one of their own and their biggest chance to end the game. It's no surprise no one's in a good mood, but they all know they have to be here.

So...who will speak first?]

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[robitussin]

I don't know, Milla. [A sigh.] I don't know anything about what went on in his head.

[thatsthespirit]

[she's quiet for a moment, and her eyes slip shut]

Dr. Lecter. . . he was certainly an unpredictable man.

[robitussin]

He was a fucking asshole, is what he was.

[She frowns.]