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Edgar Stane | Important and then ominous information
I've been asked to announce a formalized system of keeping track of who's here and who isn't, and also to introduce the idea of a buddy system. There's a list in the city hall, which will serve as the main registry.
Ideally, everyone will make themselves accountable to a few other people. Groups of three or four ought to be enough. Every day, each member of the group should check in with the others. Should anyone be missing, the others in the group ought to update the registry accordingly.
Currently, the project is headed up by Jo Harvelle and Balthazar; I'm simply the messenger.
[ He smiles, but it's thin, and it becomes apparent that something's been weighing him down all this time. He ducks his head for a moment, and then picks it up again. ]
Speaking of those who are now missing, when he was here, Charles Xavier helped me with a small... problem I have. Had.
[ He trails off, a haunted look in his eyes, and he tries again. ]
It seems our scientist overseers saw it fit to... erase my memory. I've been here much longer than most of the others here, save for a few. We were all holdovers from the previous group of residents, a group that, I'm sorry to say, was much more unfortunate than us.
They... found a way to escape. They thought they had planned in private, but when they went to execute their plan, the scientists... caught them. [ It's clear that's a much softer description for what happened than he really ought to use. ]
The few of us they didn't... restrain, they wiped our memories of the events and returned us here, just as the machine bringing and holding us here repopulated the town.
I've been debating sharing this news with you, as I'm not sure if it will endanger us all, but I don't think I can bear the weight of it anymore.
Ideally, everyone will make themselves accountable to a few other people. Groups of three or four ought to be enough. Every day, each member of the group should check in with the others. Should anyone be missing, the others in the group ought to update the registry accordingly.
Currently, the project is headed up by Jo Harvelle and Balthazar; I'm simply the messenger.
[ He smiles, but it's thin, and it becomes apparent that something's been weighing him down all this time. He ducks his head for a moment, and then picks it up again. ]
Speaking of those who are now missing, when he was here, Charles Xavier helped me with a small... problem I have. Had.
[ He trails off, a haunted look in his eyes, and he tries again. ]
It seems our scientist overseers saw it fit to... erase my memory. I've been here much longer than most of the others here, save for a few. We were all holdovers from the previous group of residents, a group that, I'm sorry to say, was much more unfortunate than us.
They... found a way to escape. They thought they had planned in private, but when they went to execute their plan, the scientists... caught them. [ It's clear that's a much softer description for what happened than he really ought to use. ]
The few of us they didn't... restrain, they wiped our memories of the events and returned us here, just as the machine bringing and holding us here repopulated the town.
I've been debating sharing this news with you, as I'm not sure if it will endanger us all, but I don't think I can bear the weight of it anymore.