unmakes | ic inbox! box flavor.

You want me to strangle him? Or snap his neck. I can do neck-snapping.

Hi, Sally. Just checking to see if you're OK. I half expected him to start asking for critique on his terrible action screenplay.

I assume you're the one person I don't have to worry about being dead.

Please tell me I'm assuming that correctly. Assuming you can get this.

Um... hey. This is Yosuke Hanamura. You might not remember, but I made a network post a few weeks ago... about wanting to die and stuff?

Well, I just wanted to say sorry. You were trying to be nice and talk me out of it, and I totally blew you off. And it wasn't cool to poke into your personal business, with, um... everything about you being dead before.

So, yeah... sorry again, and thank you for trying to help.

I'm Sherlock Holmes. I don't believe we've spoken before, but I'm conducting research on ghosts and ghost technology. If it wouldn't be any trouble, I'd like to collect a sample of ectoplasm from you.

[Nora enters the kitchen, spotting Sally and grinning to herself. She goes to get a glass of water.] Sooo... that was a great party, huh?

[And she looks at her with a "knowing" smirk.]

[Wrapped in shining paper with iridescent ribbons, the package is both unassuming and suspiciously neat considering the wear and tear creeping in around the edges of Verdance Bluffs. Folded inside a small gold envelope is a type written note:]

NOW I AM LONG TO CHANGE... THAT'S WHAT I SAY,
BUT WH IS IT THAT I WON'T PRAY?
WHAT IS IT GOING TO TAKE
TO FINALLY MAKE ME BREAK?

[Inside, Sally will find a bottle of high quality alcohol. The amber liquid catches the light enticingly, and the vintage is an impressive 25 year whiskey aged in an oak barrel.

To all who drink it, they will feel soul crushing loss paired with the immediate urge to act unvirtuously. Often in the presence of other townsfolk.]

Come back.

I knew you talked a lot of shit but I never thought you'd be the kind of person to sleep with someone else's boyfriend.

I am sorry, my dear, but he is on the board.

H-Hello. I believe I have something you want.

"MADE IT UNDRGRND. WILL ATTEMPT RETURN L8R. ALIVE + UNINJURED. THX 4 UR HOSPITALITY."

Please translate.

It's been long enough.

I am in trouble.

Sally! Hey! C'mon answer your phone!

I just wanna know what the hell is going on, swear I'm not mad.

[Really really confused, and his arm hurts like ow.]

talk to me and tell me you're still around

This is Gansey. Noah told me about you. He said you helped him out a lot and now you're in the same car. Is he all right? He stopped answering my texts

[and now gansey is straight up terrified.]

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text; June 4th

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action; way backdated to the day after the party

The 20th | A neatly wrapped package outside your door...

[text, early Feb.]

text | later on the 19th

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Voice.

March 18

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