It is after midnight, and the mood is.. not quite somber, but reserved. Nikki is still here, and Airyn and Gill are on a burger run, but the chatter has stopped. Both of us are still going strong, but I can tell that it's just about time for one or more of us to start making mistakes.
My eyeballs feel funny, and I think I have to pee. I have been consuming liquids, but have expelled none since this afternoon. This is strange, since it's not as though I have been exerting myself, though I suppose my hands are pretty sweaty. Scott can confirm this.
MACALANIA SPHERE.
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