Firefly, where are you? I really need you right now.
I’m out near the end of Route Guano, motorbaby. What can I do you for? Should I go put on my ass-kicking pants?
(really though. What’s wrong, Ri?)
Just tell me something, if you could:…
Motherfucker. Shit. ShitfuckChristinghellgoddammit. That isn’t unexpected, but sure as hell isn’t what I wanted to hear.
I got a very disturbing message from BLI yesterday, Firefly. Can you guess what it was?
Oh. Oh, Ri, where are you, I’ll be there as soon as I can. Fuck me. That’s. Wow. Holy wow.
It’s not really him, Ri. It’s someone else wearing his face. If they’re even telling you the truth, which they might not be.
I’m in the same place I have been for two weeks, if you really want to find me.
It wasn’t a visit, just a message, sent through that channel they use to communicate with Killjoys, you know? But he used his real name. MY real name. Talked about our parents. I… I think they made him an Exterminator.
