Why are we still here? Just to suffer? Every night, I can feel my leg... And my arm... even my fingers... The body I've lost... the comrades I've lost... won't stop hurting... It's like they're all still there. You feel it, too, don't you?

Semper oblitus es - 3

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CURRE CURRECURRECURRECURRECURRECURRE

See you soon, December 25 1:30 PM EST.

golden freddy

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Time to finish what I have started...

Fallout is not buggy