#of the seven books of the TS

[thetorturedspoet]

daisy jones & the six icons

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[sparrowsfallingfromthesky]

so awkward when kate innocently and kindly tries to recommend things to me and I'm like not only have I already read/listened to it, I didn't mention it to you because I didn't care for it 😭

[grassbreads]

Just pre-ordered the first volume of Sha Po Lang!!

I normally never pre-order, but god I'm so excited for this release.

[baby-alien11]

Late Prom Night (Y/N Ulrich Universe)

This is long, so grab something to eat and drink and make yourselves comfortables

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Thanks to the fact that Jack just finished filming his new movie last week he was back in town, which meant make up for the time they were separated (except for the birthday weekend and the TS concert)

The gym dates every morning were also back, so after Jack picked you from your house in his car, both of you entered the gym greeting Josh, Hayley and baby Rogue to start streaching for the workout of the day

"Y/N, thirty minutes in the treadmill", Hayley instructed next to you, "The first ten minutes at velocity three, the next ten at five, and the last ten at seven, understood?"

"Absolutely", you nodded

Placing your phone, water bottle and towel in the small table next to you, you configured the treadmill to start with your workout, at the same time that yours and Jacks workout playlist started to sound throught the speakers

While you were focused on the first part of your routine, you couldn't ignore how your phone started to sound with a lot of notifications of messagges, which you asumed they were from the groupchat with Jakob and Naiia

After finishing with the treadmill, you took a big sip of water and grabed your phone to see a lot of messages from your old high school group

'This is weird', you though while frowned, the group was dead since the graduation

Openning the group chat, you were quick to notice a lot of excited text along with gifs, stickers and memes making you smile in fun, until you saw a flyer

"You've got to be kidding me", you murmured

"Are you okay?", Jack asked aproaching you

"Remember how I didn't had a prom because of covid and ended up graduating via zoom?", you asked at which Jack nodded in response, "Well, the school is making a dance for us in two weeks"

"I would say that sounds cool, but based on what you told me about your high school experience I don't know exactly what to say"

Smiling with sweetness bacause of what he said, you were quick to tangle your fingers in his hair, which caused Jack to put his head in your shoulder

"So, what are you going to do?", Jack questioned

"I don't know, I mean I hope the two years of quarantine helped some people to be better", you rambled, "But I still friends have from there who I rarely talk lately and it will be nice to see them in person again"

"In that case, what's the veredict?"

"We are going to that dance"

"Yes!", Jack exclaimed rasing his hand for a high five which you did, "Is there a theme?"

"Hollywood Extravaganza", you responded looking at the flyer, "Babe, this is our theme"

"We are going to be the best dressed", Jack nodded

"Guys, we are happy that you're having a prom night", Josh interrupted, "But we still have to finish the training"

Laughing a little, you and Jack shared a small kiss before continuing with your routines

When Jack said to be the best dressed, you didn't expected to see two designers from the Armani team in your doorway, and even more surprised when they started to fill the dinner table with books with designs and fabric samples

"Dad, what the hell is happening?", you murmured next to him, both with cups full of coffee

"First, don't say bad words in my presence", Skeet said in the same low tone making you smile in fun, "Second, I don't know"

"Y/N", one of them called interrupting the little conversation, "We are ready to start"

Sharing a glance with your dad you aproach the table to sit in front of them, while Skeet went to his office

"We can see the confussion in your eyes, so here it goes the explanation", the other one spoke, "First, we loved to work with you and Jack for the looks for the LA premier of Avatar, and his stylist called us a few days ago about asking for some options of suits for a prom dance, and we instantly asked for you, about what you were going to wear"

"That explains why the other day Jack called me for a second asking me that", you joked making them laugh

"After he told us that you didn't even started to look for outfits, we decided to pay you a surprise visit", the first one continued, "Armani is going to dress you both, so, is there a theme?"

"Hollywood Extravaganza", you nodded

"This is perfect", one of them commented, "You are a legacy child and VFX artist in the making and Jack is a rising star"

Starting with the meeting, they show you some haute couture and ready to wear which none of them catched your attention even if they were beautiful, so the next option was to do something custom made

During the next hour, the three of you spend the time making different designs acording to the theme and looking at the fabric samples, until one of them was the chosen one

"You are going to shine with this dress", one of the designers commented making you smile, "Before we start taking your measurements, we need to disscus the shoes for the lenght of the dress, do you have any that can go with the dress, if isn't the case we can also provide them?"

"I have a pair of black Aevitas that Camila Mendes and Lili Reinhart gave me this Christmas", you answered, "The ones with the 15.5 cm heels"

"They perfect, those are kinda like universal shoes, they go with everything", the other designer said, "Can you bring them so that way we can start with the measurements?"

Nodding, you were quick to go to your room and take the shoes and return to the living room to continue with the dress making process

When the day of the dance arrived, your living room was full since early in the morning with your dads stylist who were also yours arrived to get you ready for the night, starting with some facials to get your skin ready and get your nails done during noon

At lunch time, Jakob and Naiia arrived with food for everyone before starting with the hair and make up

"Look at you, getting all glamed for your prom dance", Naiia joked sitting next to you while the team started with their work, "By the way, the dress is beautiful"

"Thank you", you smiled in response

"So, how do you feel going this late to your prom?", Jakob asked eating french fries

"It's only like year and a half later but a little nervous", you answered with sincerity, "I don't know, I haven't seen any of them in person since the pandemic started"

"And now you are returning in your way to be succesful, and with a boyfriend that we all love, and both dressed in Armani", Jakob said, "Let's hope that that girl Kira has changed in these years"

"Amen", you and Naiia exclaimed

A few minutes later, the front door was knocked which made Skeet leave his spot on the dinning room to attend, returning two minutes later with a big floral arragement

"Tornado, this is for you", Skeet announced leaving it in the center of the dinning table

"Oh my God, they are so beautiful", you exclaimed streching your hand to take the note attached to them reading the envelope, "It's from Jack"

Happy prom night gorgeous! I'm so happy that we get to do this together

I can't wait to see you in a few hours

Love, Jack

Smiling because of the sweetness of his words, you took your phone to send him a text thanking him the flowers, before taking a photo of them and uploading it to your instagram stories tagging him

"I don't know where are going to put them", Jakob commented, "This isn't the Kardashians household"

Thanks to that comment, you, Naiia, Skeet and the rest of the glam team started to laugh

"We are not the Kardashians", Naiia said still laughing

"We should have our own reality show", you joked, "Keeping up with the Ulrichs"

"Screaming with the Ulrichs sound better", Skeet pointed

Keeping with the little jokes and conversations, the hours spend quickly until the front door was knocked again, when your make up in dark blue and silver colors with your nude lipstick and hair styled like Gigi Hadid in the 2018 MET Gala were ready, and again, Skeet went to answer the door this time returning with Jack (who was completely ready) and Anna

"Hi, beautiful", Jack greeted sitting next to you taking your hand, "You look absolutely gorgeous"

"You look handsome as well", you responded smiling, "I love the flowers, they're beautiful"

"I'm glad you loved them"

"Guys, sorry for interrupting the moment", one of the stylist spoke, "But we have to get you dressed right know, but the shoes are going first"

"Okay", you nodded

With the help of the girl who did your nails, you put on the high heels adjusting the straps in your ankles in a way that they don't feel loose before walking to the makeshift dresser in the living room with Naiia and two more styilist to help with the dress and gloves

Once everything was put in place with the outfit, you along with the little crew came out of the makeshift dresser getting instant reactions for everyone

While the glam team put the silver earings and a small and simple silver chain style choker (one of Bailey's gifts for your birthday), the Armani photographers started to take photos of Jack to post later on Instagram, then it was your turn with the whole outfit, and last of both of you, and they were lucky to have two serious photos because after that, the rest were doing funny faces and silly poses

Lastly, before leaving, family photos were taken which ended up being funny because your dad and siblings were basically in pajamas

After a twenty minute car ride, your old school was in sight, also noticing some students of your generation in the entrance

"I haven't been here since march 2020", you sighed while Jack drove towards the entrance were a red carpet was placed, "It feels weird and nostalgic"

"Are you comfortable with this?", Jack asked before stepping out of the car

"Totally", you nodded, "Besides, as you said, we are the best dressed"

Kissing your gloved hand, Jack got out of the car which caused a reaction in some of the ex-students because they didn't expected to see one of the young actors of the moment in there, and they were more surprised when he opened the passenger side streching his hand to help you get out of the car and helping to fix your dress, while one valet went to park the car

Interwining hands, both of you started walking throught the carpet to the inside of the school towards the gym

"Y/N!"

You heard someone screaming your name, which caused both of you to turn in that direction

"Sarah!", you exclaimed with excitement

Happy to see one of your friends in person after months, you almost run towards her which ended up in a hug, while Jack stayed a few steps behind smiling

"I thought that you wouldn't come", Sarah said breaking the hug but still holding your hands, "That dress is amazing"

"I contemplate about coming or not, believe me", you laughed, "Your dress is also amazing, and I want to introduce you to someone"

Being his cue, Jack stepped closer taking your waist

"This is Jack, my boyfriend", you introduced proudly, "Jack, this is my high school best friend Sarah"

"Nice to meet you", Jack smiled with a hand shake

"It's nice to see my best friend happy", Sarah responded watching your face, "Let's go to the gym, almost all our group is in there"

Interwining your free arm with hers and Jack now holding your small purse, the three of you walked towards the gym now decorated as if it was from an award ceremony

"This remind me of the Critics Choice", Jack commented

"But with more space between tables", you joked remembering how small the space was

"One of you has to invite me to a future premiere or event", Sarah spoked with fun, "I want to experience that world"

"Dude, you went with me and my dad to the season one premiere of Riverdale", you pointed with fun

"Yeah, in 2017", she reminded

Laughing, the three of you continue walking throught the gym until a table with familiar faces for you and Sarah, ending in an excited reunion with hugs and meetings, before taking seats

"Dude, I'm going to be honest with you", Noah, another friend of the group spoke towards Jack, "I was scared of you in Scream"

"Thanks, I guess", Jack laughed with his arm in the back of your chair

"You went all psycho killer", Abby, one of the girls of the group said, "Y/N, you nailed your five second cameo, I actually went to see the movie multiple times just to spot you"

"Abby, I love you, you are the sweetest", you said with sincerity, "So, what is everyone doing?"

"Studying fashion design in New York", Scott said

"Training to be a cast member at Disneyland", Abby continued

"Studying law at Standford", Sarah spoke

"Gamer in twitch", Noah finished, "What about you?"

"Practicing to be a VFX make up artist", you answered proudly

"She is awesome at that", Jack exclaimed showing some of your early works making you blush, "Like, this looks so real"

Before anyone of your friends could say something, one of your former classmates stopped by the table interrupting the conversation

"Y/N, hi!", Diana greeted at what you get up from your chair to hug her since she was polite and friendly during your school years, "I'm so happy you are here"

"I'm also happy to be here, I missed you girl", you responded breaking the hug

"Me too, I'm glad that you changed your mind and actually came", Diana smiled making confussion in you and your group, "See you around"

Waiting until she was far, you turned facing your group

"First Sarah told me something similar, now Diana", you pointed taking a seat in your chair, "What the hell is happening?"

With a hand signal from Scott everyone inclined in a way to be closer and listen

"I heard from Irma, who heard it from Daniel, who heard it from Bethany, that Kira said that fame just got to your head and you felt superior to any of us", Scott explained leaving you shocked, "Kira actually tweeted it"

"Is she fucking for real?", you yelled-murmured, "I'm not the egocentric one, she is"

"She has always been ridiculous and jealous of you", Abby pointed, "Like, starting rumours about you is pathetic"

"Here is the tweet", Noah gave you his phone with the tweet on screen

Recieving the phone you read the tweet that only had two likes, but what caught your attention was the username

Leaving the phone on the table you reached your phone which was on one of Jack's jacket pockets unlocking it to enter to your saved tweets

"I thought you quit them for there", Jack frowned looking at the hate tweets from two months ago

"I forgot to do it", you responded finding the ones with the user name, "For context, two months ago I found hate tweets towards me, some of them were from the user name ReginaGeorgeHeir"

"That's Kira's username", Sarah exclaimed

"Yeah, two of them were 'she isn't that pretty' and 'she's a nepo baby, you know how they are'", you read with anger in your voice

"Fucking bitch", Noah exclaimed noticing movement at the entrance, "Speaking of the devil"

Hearing that sentence, the six of you turned towards the entrance of the gym to watch how Kira and her minion Bethany entering

"Wait, that dress looks familiar", you pointed with narrow eyes

"I think is the same one that you wore to the Los Angeles premier of Avatar", Jack said remebering were he had seen it

"More like a dupe", Abby commented

"Girl, if you want to let go your Billy Loomis side on her we won't blame you", Sarah spoke in your direction, "We will help you hide the body and be your alibis"

"And if they ask where we were, let's say we where at econ", Jack joked, "It worked for me"

After that reference joke, your whole table started to laugh incontrolable gaining the attention of people next to you, including from the mean duo

"I give you an advice", Scott talked after the laughs calmed, "First, what are you wearing?"

"Custom Armani", you answered

"Girl, you already won the one sided battle", Scott continued, "I mean, your dad is an icon, you are starting to gain more fame of your own, you are wearing Armani to your prom, you and Jack are the IT young couple of the moment, Kira is the girl who peaked at high school and stayed mean because is everything she has"

"Scott, is right", Sarah nodded, "So let's forget about her and have some fucking fun!"

Agreeing with her, the six of you continued to talk and update about everything, taking pictures, even the boys imitated Jacks "chad face" for some pictures, doing tik toks and sharing the snacks the school provided

When people started to fill the asignated dance floor, your group did the same founding a spot for the six of you

During the next hour and a half, the time was spent dancing the popular songs of the moment that the DJ played and having fun with each other, until a slow song "Love On The Brain" by Rihanna started to sound causing the couples in there to start dancing slowly

"Are you having fun?", Jack asked with his arms circling your waist

"Lots", you smiled with your arms around his neck, "I'm glad that we came"

"Me too", Jack smiled in returned, "And your friends are really cool"

"I think they like you more than they like me", you joked making him laugh

"I actually think that they are testing me to see if I'm good for you"

"You are perfect for me"

Following that small conversation, both of you shared a small kiss that was followed with smaller ones accompanied with giggles from both of you

A few more slow songs followed after the music was stopped causing everyone to look at the stage were Kira was taking a microphone and Bethany was standing in the corner behind her

"Don't tell me she's going to do a speech", Noah groaned

"Hi everyone!", Kira exclaimed

Hearing her voice made your group (and some other people in there) groan in silence

"It's so nice to see everyone here in person", Kira continued with a fake smile, "Like we all look so expensive with our dresses and suits, so as former student president I'm honnored to give a little speech, first of all, I'm so happy to see that every one of you is being succesful, some in college, some working, some having personal bussiness, others taking advantage of parents fame"

"Someone shut her up", you murmured making your group to hold back the laughs

Unfortunately, she heard that thanks to the silence in the room noticing your group a few meters from the stage

"Y/N Ulrich!", Kira exclaimed which made all the heads to turn in your direction including a light from the stage focusing in the six of you almost blinding your group, "So happy to see that your fame didn't stop you from being here with your friends and your famous boyfriend"

"Yeah, I'm not happy to see you ReginaGeorgeHeir", at the moment you said that phrase her face fell, "I know you were one of the people who send hate tweets towards me two months ago"

"I don't know what your talking about", Kira laughed nervously

"Wasn't you the one who tweeted 'she isn't that pretty'?", Abby exclaimed reading her phone

"Or 'she's a nepo baby, we know how they are'?", Scott continued

"It was a little joke", she tried to minimized the situation but you already were walking to the stage with Jack behind you

"It's not funny to bully someone, online or in person", you replied starting to climb the stairs with the help of Jacks hand on your waist and holding one of your hands, "Thanks babe"

"Anytime, gorgeous", Jack nodded staying in the gym floor

"Okey, I tweeted that", Kira admited rolling her eyes, "But everyone was doing it, I just jumped in"

"It's wrong to do that", you claimed, "You bullied me for years in person until you knew who my dad was, and it was because you saw him on Riverdale, and tried to be my friend after years of torture, that's hypocrite, and you and Bethany also torture a lot of us during school years, and know you claim to be happy to see us?"

"You need to chill", Kira replied not knowing what to say, "And if I were you, I would use my dad connections to be succesful as an actress, not singer because your voice is horrible"

"There is the bitch, and your voice is also horrible, well, all your personality is horrible", you spoked causing all the ex-students to cheer, "Fuck, it feels good to finally say this!"

"You know all this that you said people are going to twisted make you seem like the bully, right?", Kira tried to intimidate

"Actually not, I'm live on instagram!", one of your former classmates yelled with his phone up, "1,504 people are seeing this"

"See, I'm not the only one in here that you bullied", you shrugged

"So what, you are going all ghostface on me?", Kira joked

"I mean, people callme the 'Ghostface Princess', my dad was a ghostface, my uncle Matthew was a ghostface, my boyfriend was a ghostface, it wouldn't be weird", you threatened now close to her face, "Boo"

Even if that was a whispered word, she still jumped in fear a little causing everyone to laugh at her

Smiling because she now felt how it was, you started to walk to the stairs taking the hand that Jack was holding to help you

"Oh", you exclaimed turning to look at her, "Nice dupe dress"

"It's original, idiot", Kira argued trying to gain the situation

"It isn't, I know it because I wear the same dress in december, to the Los Angeles premier of Avatar", you smiled, "The original has higher neckline"

"I had it to do some changes"

"It's actually a 2009 Giorgio Armani, basically an archive piece, those are only borrowed, which means no drastical changes can be done"

Smiling and feeling powerful, you and Jack walked with your hands interwined followed by your friends who soon joined you while the rest of ex-students laughed at Kira and Bethany

jackchampion, naiia, madelyncline, and 97, 216 more

yn.ulrich succesful prom night

tagged jackchampion, sarah_woods, abbycutie, not.scott.disick, noahtwitch

jackchampion I said it before, but I'm glad we get to do this together

› yn.ulrich I love you

› jackchampion I love you more

not.scott.disick thank you mom and dad for taking us for a snack after prom

› jackchampion anytime my child

madelame shine my baby, you deserve it

› yn.ulrich thank you favourite red

[oatflatwhite]

very brief heartstopper s2 takeaways bc i watched it in one sitting and now it is my bedtime:

ACE by angela chen. I screamed when i first saw it in the shot of isaac and james putting together the display table and then when isaac picked it up finally my heart SOARED. I just read this book and wrote a whole ass essay about being aroace using it, so to see it there on my tv... just made me so beyond happy. And to just HEAR the words aromantic asexual spoken on mainstream tv... yeah 💜🤍🖤💚

On a lighter note, nick's "mon amour" took me OUT

EVERYTHING about mr ayaji and mr farouk was absolutely SPLENDID

I loved imogen's reaction to nick's coming out. It was so far from perfect but it was so real. I loved how she was included in their group as the show went on and i love! The idea of her and sahar! Hello!!!

The tori v. david smackdown on the staircase. Glorious no notes

THE SEVEN NEEDLEDROP. MY FAVOURITE TS TRACK OF ALL TIME. YES OK. OK OK OK. AND I'VE BEEN MEANING TO TELL YOU I THINK YOUR HOUSE IS HAUNTED YOUR DAD IS ALWAYS MAD AND THAT MUST BE WHY I THINK YOU SHOULD COME LIVE WITH ME AND WE CAN BE PIRATES AND YOU WON'T HAVE TO HIDE.

Also circling back to isaac, him reading summer bird blue after the art exhibition!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! And him in shakespeare and co took me out i love that boy sm

just, like, things that jumped out to me RIGHT AWAY after that first watch. I did love the whole season so so so SO much. but had to note these first thoughts down!!!!!

[notoriousbeb]

Lighthouse Keeper Tweets

Part Three: February 2024 - July 2, 2024

Back to Part One Back to Part Two

Feb. 5, 2024 (barely) 12 a.m.

"'I have been used to consider poetry as the food of love.'"

Now THIS is interesting. First, this is a Jane Austen quote (from Mr. Darcy of Pride and Prejudice [see 11/28 tweet, as well]). In the book, Darcy goes on to say, "Of a fine, stout, healthy love it may. Everything nourishes what is strong already. But if it be only a slight, thin sort of inclination I am convinced that one good sonnet will starve it entirely away." What Darcy is saying here is that he formerly thought pretty words and declarations were enough to sustain a relationship, but he now knows that's not enough. The underlying bond has to be strong first, or it's all for naught. Interesting. Because, my second point about this post is: this is the date of the Grammy's, and the date Taylor announced The Tortured Poets Department.

Feb. 16, 2024 1:30 a.m. BST

"You don't mess with love, you mess with the truth."

These are lyrics from Ellie Goulding's "On My Mind." Someone can't stop thinking about someone!

Feb. 18, 2024 10:45 p.m. BST

"The dirt on my jeans from the mud on the Heath feels like karma to me"

Perhaps someone is starting to realize he fucked up.

Feb. 23, 2024 4:50 p.m. BST "A tangle on the television and the magazine."

These are lyrics from The Arctic Monkey's Teddy Picker. Perhaps, and this is just a guess by me, obviously, but maybe a shot at TK, who was riding around in a rented sportscar, speeding and blowing red lights in Australia while following Taylor on tour?

Feb. 26, 2024 12 a.m. BST

"I've let love be free, and I've let it go. I've let it fade and I've watched it blow."

Sad.

March 20, 2024 5:35 p.m.

"You go back, Jack, do it again, wheel turnin' ' round and 'round"

These are lyrics from Steely Dan's "Do It Again."

March 22, 2024 1:41 a.m.

"One to remember A spill to reflect on High in your bedroom Will you still remember?"

He mentions in his replies that he's "feeling creatively inspired by the people [he's] surrounded with." Perhaps in the studio? A little poem for someone. Reminds me of the "you smoked then ate seven bars of chocolate," line from TTPD song. So, maybe, yeah, she did remember. Gah, these two exhaust me.

March 28, 2024 1:10 a.m. "If you're gonna try and walk on water make sure you wear you comfortable shoes."

These are lyrics from The Arctic Monkey's " Piledriver Waltz. Could be nothing, but it could also be a few things.... Anxiety about the impending TTPD release (thinking about the line "you're gonna shoot me out of a cannon" here). Pics of TK and TS at Nobu that had just popped up where TS looked annoyed as hell. Also there were all those pics of them from their beach vacation. Also, a few minutes before, he'd posted something about the stars, and then deleted it and proceeded to gaslight everyone on his timeline who asked about it. smh.

April 5, 2024 12 a.m. BST

"Would you hear of an old-time sea-fight? Would you learn who won by the light of the moon and stars? List to the yarn, as my grandmother's father the sailor told it to me?"

This is a bit of the Walt Whitman poem "Song of Myself." Has the tell-tale moon and stars, of course. What is he fighting for, I wonder. And who will win?

April 8, 2024 10:35 p.m. BST

"I looked around then for a reason When there wasn't something more to blame it on But, if time makes a difference while we're gone Tell me now, and I won't be hanging on"

These are lyrics from The Eagles' "Train Leaves Here This Morning." Maybe feeling defeated? He's about to leave to go to Japan with TR. When someone mentions in replies that this isn't a happy song (it's not. it's about one of the band members going through a divorce), LK replies: "Or, you could see it as a gateway to happiness. Sometimes the path to joy needs some pruning, and leaving things behind." Then someone else replies, "This is how it has to be though, right?" And LK responds, "I mean... no? Nothing really has to be anything; new things wash up on the shore, seasons pass, gardens flourish and die. Life is ever fluctuating. But also, it's just a great Eagles song." That's some true blue Aquarius shit right there. LOL. Another tidbit from the replies, he likes "Idaho" and "Words" by Gregory Alan Isakov.

April 12, 2024 8:30 p.m. BST / 4:30 a.m. JST

"Take a second, take a minute, take a mile Run the routes, light it up, enjoy the highs"

Probably in Japan?

April 19, 2024 12:31 p.m. BST

"Certified member of The Tortured Poets Department now."

And so it begins, again. Comments in the replies that he's feeling "tortured and poetic." Says he can't pick a favorite track yet.

April 25, 2024 7 p.m. BST

"I won't sit here and wax poetic to try and untangle the way we've crossed each other's firing range"

Sure, Jan. In his replies, he says he's currently inspired by "my life, my fears, my loves, my losses, in no particular order." Also says his current favorite TTPD track, "Chloe or Sam or Sophia or Marcus" "has [his] heart."

April 26, 2024 12:35 a.m. BST

"Love is no more Than the wide blossom which the wind assails, Than the great tide that treads the shifting shore, strewing fresh wreckage gathered in the gales"

Already wrote about this here. My dude here is IN IT. He sarcastically says he's feeling "dazzling," and when asked who he's dancing with he replies, "Myself, my closet skeletons, and my wandering mind!" Cool night, LK. Sounds like a blast!

April 29, 2024 10:55 p.m. BST

"I used your old toothbrush to clean out my keep cup I suppose that's the way things are right now"

A keep up. So, who's toothbrush we talking about here?

April 30, 2024 1:01 a.m. "What are our vices for today?"

I've already posted about how very, very well he's doing.

May 3, 2024 12:30 a.m. "When the garden leaves blow and you jump out your skin once the shock starts to go that's when solitude sets in"

Already posted about this one, too. Tayrry no more?

May 9, 2024 10:40 p.m. BST

"I should think most of my problems are solvable by feeling the sun's warmth and the sparkle of the stars."

He did pop up in a couple spots in London (a cab, dinner and the ballet) the next day with a nice tan! I'd hoped he'd been to Paris, but it was overcast and not very warm there. Maybe he was just laying out in the Heath taking it easy (and maybe texting someone??). In his replies, he seems in quite a good mood and talks about getting high to write. He also replies to a commenter who asked, "Are you watching TTPD livestream from Paris?" LK said, "I had hoped she would come to Eroda. Granted, it would be a lot more intimate than she's used to..." Cheeky, bugger.

May 17, 2024 3:25 p.m. BST

"Would you be angry? At the cruelty of history Fading away the stories we penned For slamming the dot at the end.

Here's how I interpret this: LK is asking the muse, would you be angry at history if it decided this was it for us? If this was where it decided our story ended? In his replies, LK also mentions he’s been doing some “embroidery.” This reminds me of the line in “loml,” “we embroidered the time of when I was away, stitching ‘we were just kids, babe.’” Perhaps LK is musing about memories today. He also says in response to the question “May I ask you what you would change about your past, what do you like about your present and what would you like get in your future?” “I guess there's not much point in thinking about changing the past, and I love the love I have right now, and in the future l'd like to keep that love.” In Haylor news, rumors are that Tayrry has split. Taylor is about to play night one in Stockholm after spending time with TK in Italy and Harry is unseen (rumor is he's out of London doing a photoshoot--perhaps for HS4, I hope!).

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[romqnticstylez]

rsoei THIS OR THAT MY TURN

hmmmmmmmmmmm um some of this si gomna be the same as urs okay so

irst rhis or that ALEX OR HENRY

thus ir that andrew garfield or leonardo dicaproo

titanic or oror orrrrrr um tfatws

tfatws or pjo series

pjo or hoo

og trio or leo jason piper trio

piper or annabethg

leo or percy HEHEHE EVIL LAUGH

chai or coffe

hindi or wneglish

if u coudk kill soneine and like u woudlnnot have consequences etc u knwo u would qalk free but only ine person who woudl it be

prev wasnot this orthat questib but do i care no

if u were acat wgat breed wouldu wabt DONT SAY ORANFE

laufeyorts

umumumumum the idiotsor rge marauders

wolfstar or jegulus

jegulus or flowerppot

flowerpot or marylily

dorlene or marylily

morequestionslateer

omg hiiiiiiiiiiiiiiii

hMMMM ok idr anything since i never finsiehd the books and all. you know. ubt im gonna say alex bc he reminds me of leo

OK well wlell wel they r both soooooooooooo 👀👀👀👀 however. only one of them is cool. so andrew 😻😻😻babygril

titanic imSORRY a sayr ofrgive me plspslpsl

ok pjo no hesitaiton. forgive me for my sins a. also sary

THATS SO HARD STOPP um ok lers see UHAISJDASKJD BRO FUCK YOU 😡😡😡😡😡 this is so hadr ughhghhklklg pjo is just. PJOOO and we got GORVERROROOR but no lost trio. and hoo has the lost trio..........but no grover...FUckukfc ok okosaodk im imsdun m it has nico and wiwlwllw too bro so muchslad pain and suffering ok im OGING TO SAY hoo..............................................................................because mark of athena and house of hades and the seven and percabeth is togehter ??? BUT PJO NO I CANT CHOOSE OSJSDAKSJLK BRO WY WOULD U ASK ME THIS 😡😡

umuumumum og trio. becuase. tlt forever<3 I SITLL LVOE U PIPER JASON LEO

annabehtj but piper is still my wife its ok

HOW DARE YOU 👊👊👊👊👊🔪🔪🔪🔪 lets see hmmmmmmmmmmmmm leo is Literally Me but percy is also Literally Me..........................i am ocnea garal.....but i am also builindg silly goofy things garal.....................sceience garal...?..................aftermuch thought. i will choose................................................percy. BECAUSE U KLILELD HIM SO MANY TIMES HE DESRESVES TO BE CHOSEN AT LEAST ONCE wait i was gonna say someting else too umm ok fuck i forgot lol oops I WILL BRING LEO BACK WITH THE POWER OF ACATS Its ok

chai i am ANTI COFFEE sometimes. i dontliek

english 1021i3021391% hidni is alwys cHANGING its fcjkcgnin i DONT KNOW so many weird words. english ez. or maybe im biasde why is it so much easier to speak the first language u ever learend

hmmmm ok ok lets see i dont really have beef w anyone except my games teacher but hm. i could kill someone whos actively killig the earth or someting but idk whos doing the most damage hmmm ok ykw im killin g the games teacher SHE MADE MY BEST FRINED CRY and she has been. anti meowing at her for like ayear. so. bye woman

so real of u

ASKDJKASLJD ok o kolets see i dont acutally know the breeds of animasl very weell um exposed but ok anyways im going to take a uquiz hang on ok ok so at first i got norwegian forest cat but it was NOT me tbh butthen !! i got abyssinian and omg. yes. it's me. the desc is so real tbhbtbh ALSO hwen i searched it up the google image cat was orange lol so def fits

ts alwys but laufey so cool

THE IDIOTS we r ebtter no offesne maraudersgaiz

wolfstar bc i lovekjily<3

si flowerpot jily ???/????/? if yes then flowerpot heueh

flowerpot

dorleene bc jily yes and also their fanart is so. yes

okokok GODOBYE mewo mewo

[choppedflowermuffinchild]

Ok my first Dr. Carmilla Week post!! Mom Monday (on a friday lol)

school started for me this week and my grandparents visited so we're getting a slow start lol

[Image ID: A traditional drawing of Dr. Carmilla on the page of a composition book. She's wearing black clothes and a cape, intending to be similar to how she looked during Lashings, but I drew it during school when I couldn't look up a reference so I don't know how accurate it is. She's leaning on her cane, and looking at her right hand which appears to have blood on it. I also didn't have access to my markers when I drew this, so her hair is purple and her skin is just kinda colored in with pencil. Her eyepatch is on her left eye. An arrow points at her in blue pen, labelling her "She Who Must Not Be Named" and "the true name of my dear irl friend @titaniumcenturion." Her name had since been blacked out. Also featured on the page: A pencil doodle of Dr. Carmilla from the shoulders up from when I was still trying to figure out how I wanted to draw her, that of which I really liked and taped in. Pencil arrows point at her. A list of all nine Mechanisms in red pen, with blue checkmarks on them to indicate that they are parentless or orphans of some sort. The title of a backstory of my OC Lavender that I never wrote, and some bug stickers. The notebook is folded in half, and some space stickers from the other page can be seen. The notebook is propped up between a chromebook laptop in front and a desk lamp behind. on the chromebook laptop, figures depicting Nastya, Jonny, The Toy Soldier, and an octokitten, sit in a sort of circle. The octokitten is a glazed clay pinch pot, with a lid that has its ears. It is purple with some red accents on the ends of the legs, cheeks, and inner ears. It has big bug eyes, and only seven legs because one fell off. Nastya, Jonny, and TS are made of air dry clay, and sort of squished due to their rough transport home from the camp I made them at.]

That is a long image ID I'm so sorry screen reader people my inner writer kicked in

@drcarmillaappreciationweek

[tssfanzine]

FAQ

!! Here you will find the FaQ with more information about this fanzine project! See Event Info and Schedule for more !!

If you have a question not answered by any of these posts, feel free to send us an ask!

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What is a fanzine? - In short it's a fan magazine! Something that members in a fandom work on together to create for other members of the fandom! The fanzine will be formatted like a book, with everyone in collaboration to make different pages via art or writing!

What will this project entail? - This project requires at least 1 page from everyone who is contributing, with the option to work on more. The first 7 pages will be page spreads (a double page) centered around each of the sides and C!Thomas. You can collaborate with someone or work on your own.

How will pages be assigned? - The first seven pages are on a first come first serve basis. Artists and writers will be assigned to work on these together. After that, you can choose to add as many single pages or page spreads as you want (we are calling these 'Individual pages' for the sake of consistancy)! At the first check in, we will share a form for people to submit their ideas for individual pages - this is just so that we can get an idea of formatting and page count in advance!

Is it required to work on one of the first 7 pages to participate? - Nope! If you just want to work on your own individual page or pages, you can!

Can I work on multiple pages? - Yes! However please take care of yourself and only sign up for how many pages you feel you can reasonably do for this event! The amount you estimate you might do in the sign up for is NOT set in stone as a requirement!!

What kind of content can I contribute? - You can contribute fanart, fanfic, collages, etc... You have creative freedom to do what you want in accordance with the rules. Whatever you create must be able to be made into a PDF and potentially printed (i.e, no gifs, videos, moving images etc). No AI generated content is allowed.

What do the 'Individual pages' entail? - The individual pages are an opportunity to promote your own art and writing! You can put anything in here! Snippets from your latest WIPs, art of your aus or character designs, pretty much whatever you want, so long as it's TS oriented and follows the rules! These pages may also include content from other TS works, such as Roleslaying with Roman, My Roommate is Hades, Cartoon Therapy, or TS Shorts.

Can I collaborate on individual pages? - Yes! If you wish to work together with another participant you are more than welcome! You can arrange this amongst yourselves and will be able to list this on the forms.

Do I have to use my own aus for individual pages? - Yes, you have to use your own aus. Unfortunately, it's too difficult to verify permission from the original writer/artist to use their work, so we request that all aus featured are your own.

Can I use AI? - No. We have a strict anti-AI policy for this event. All works most be created by you, if we discover that AI images or writing have been used, it will not be included in the final PDF. Is the schedule set in stone? - No! We're willing to push back the deadlines based on feedback and where everyone is with their page(s)! We are also willing to give extensions if you contact us! This is our first time running something like this, so live feedback on the schedule is appreciated!

Will I be able to drop out? - Of course! If you no longer feel up to the event you are more than welcome to drop out, we want you to be happy and healthy! We only ask that you let us know before you leave! Please try not to leave it too late, especailly if you were working on one of the side's pages, so we are able to find a replacement.

How do I sign up? - Sign up forms will be posted on June 1st, from then until July 31st you will be able to fill out the google form and join the discord server.

Are there any requirements for signing up? - The only requirement is that you have a Discord! This is required so that we can keep track of everything and you'll be able to collaborate much easier. This event does not require 'auditions' or have a selection process! Anyone can join!

Is there a way to sign up as a backup writer/artist? - Yes, you can sign up to be a backup writer/artist on the first 7 pages, there will be a question on the sign up form indicating that this is the role you want. A backup will jump in if the person previously working on the page steps down.

How will the finished project be created/distributed? - The finished project will be a PDF of all the hard works that everyone who collaborated put in! It will be available for download on the Pinned Post with instructions for printing/binding yourself. - As well as this, there is potential for having a physical copy printed and sent to you as long as you are able to cover printing/shipping costs. This option is not yet confirmed and more information about potential cost/options will be provided closer to the time.

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[thesoupisburning]

this shit (ts eliots the wasteland) is so the dark tower coded (book three famously based on the wasteland (ts eliots the wasteland) and also has arthurian legend (the dark tower all seven books) (stephen king) (the wasteland is arthuirian) (ts eliot)) the end where is it

[reybeeze]

i feel like i should have an intro post, and i'm bored, soooo this is it!!!

name: reynie

nicknames: rey, reyn, rayray, reybeeze, reybies, literally anything you can think of

pronouns: she/they/he, don't give a shit

current obsession: good omens!!!

other favorite shows - bojack horseman, inside job, every show on watcher entertainment, henry danger, dj&ts, the good place

favorite movies - stand by me, fried green tomatoes, IT

favorite musicals - falsettos, beetlejuice, wicked, be more chill, heathers, SIX, legally blonde

favorite books: IT, the body, today tonight tomorrow, misery, pet sematary, good omens, speak, the mysterious benedict society, the seven husbands, dj&ts

i adore asks and any sort of interaction with my blog!!! also feel free to send me any media recommendations

have a good day! :)

[rgr-pop]

we had literally just had a user services meeting where my supervisor said the library decided not to put any high time sensitive stacks project on the agenda for the summer. she was like please use your vacation time!

the next monday at 3pm our director read our meeting notes, became mad, and decided unilaterally to assign us (just me and my supervisor plus my students if i have them) to shift the whole general collection by august starting now. more or less out or nowhere (i spent last summer and fall outliningwhat we’d need to do and getting trained up while i was creating a whole oversize collection from scratch but was told up til a few weeks ago that it wouldn’t go on the calendar—primarily because we don’t have the staff.)

we asked for the plan and he said “shifting ldoesn’t need a plan. just move the books. distribute the evenly across the shelves with each shelf at 60-75% fill capacity.” (WHICH and okay math?)

please if you’ve ever planned or participated in a collection shift chime in. not sure i can possibly explain how deranged this is

fun fact TS isn’t sure how many volumes are in our collection due to not being inventoried in about a decade. the director didn’t have a sense within 10,000 of how many books he was asking us to move even if a shift was just moving books from one location to another (it’s not). we were gonna focus on missing and inventory over the summer (fun fact we have a missing list about SEVEN PERCENT OF THE COLLECTION!!!) it’s good practice to always measure the materials on the shelf for a shift but it’s essential when you don’t have a well maintained collection— the other way we would make the estimation of how to distribute a collection evenly would be to use a formula estimating volumes per linear inch in various collection types. but again we have a 7% missing collection lmao

so over the past two and a half workdays i’ve been working a 10 page project plan all by myself — planning stacks projects is not my job. i’m still a clerk with some extra technical duties on paper. i make about 24k in a year working part time. the people doing this task at msu make 2-3 times what i make. there are two administrators above me, one who is lying about the work itself and being insane (also the worst at his job or anyone alive), the other doesn’t know how to do any of this. and she’s dedicated herself to getting caught up and this makes me feel a million times better but in theory on principle i should not do this (he will make me “move the books” regardless sooo)

we have this thing in my unit called responsibility dollars you can apply for to get a small bonus for a project outside your job description. if i was full time i would be eligible for an extra $3.25 or so, but as part time i can only get $1.20. so onward requesting my $33 per week summer stipend.. my director might block admin from approving it because he doesn’t believe a plan is required. i should just move the books! (google how to plan a library shift if you’re interested in my work)

anyway the problem is that i really enjoy doing this and would love to do a good job at it. it’s not happening in august lol be real. what rows this man want us speed shelving for. TO WHAT END?? WHY?? i will see this through and start applying to archives jobs—the real core of the “thrown into the most chaotic situation imaginable and plan a lil system” field—it’s what i’m good at and i’m putting this stupid shit in my portfolio. all i actually want is to not have my work openly disrespected by a man who wants the library to literally crumble because he hates queer people so much ! he still by the way refuses to speak directly to me or read anything i produce 🤷‍♀️

my supervisor texted me this morning at 11 am asking me if i was at work (i was in the staff kitchen and didn’t see it til hours later bc i was AT WORK not ON MY PHONE and she didn’t use work communication) so now i’m paranoid that they’re watching my time, which is insane bc i’m so much more productive… he tried this last year too around the incident. challenged some hours i worked out of nowhere and said he didn’t remember me being here and i was like ok there’s nothing i can do to demonstrate that?? so i had to take hours i worked off my timecard. to my knowledge no one else but me is required to do time tracking or has had their time challenged —only Me who accused him of homophobic retaliation and got disciplined for it and can now get fired for any reaaaason :’) so anyway i worked til 11 pm monday and i will be here til 8 every night the rest of the week due to paranoia

[womanexile]

https://youtu.be/Ua10HLwbWeg?feature=shared

Ok I take issue with this reading. This is a reading on if TS & HS will get back together. I looked up the 4 cards she pulled in my tarot book and I get a different interpretation.

Five of Cups

I think this is TS still healing from her relationship with YB but she’s going to get through it.

Four of Wands

This is where I knew the reading was off cause I knew what this card meant. For a love reading it literally means engagement or wedding.

Seven of Wands

I think this card has to do with the challenges they will face as a couple. Probably from the media and fans. And maybe they’ll start communicating better with each other.

Queen of Wands

This is basically saying they are an even match.

Are y’all interpreting the same as me or are y’all getting something different?

[filonarafinja]

Introducing me/My Blog because I am relatively new here and it's slowly becoming an obsession.

Name: Finja

Pronounce: she/her

Sexuality: bi I guess (currently in a little crisis but we're gonna ignore that okay?)

My character: confident, critical, direct (i have no filter), high level of selflove (some people call it egoistic), trustworthy, motivating

Age: 19

Hight: 180cm

Nationality: German

Fav Emojis: 😭💀🥲🫡✨(i usually don't use them as much)

Fav colour: rainbow, pink, dark red, navy, forest green

Fav Food: Pasta (with literally anything), Pizza

Fav romance movies: 10 things I hate about you, purple hearts, the princess and the frog

Fav not romance movies: Avengers: Endgame, Coco, Guardians of the Galaxy Vol. 3, Interstellar, Spiderman: No way home

Fav show: Fate: the Winx saga (cancelled after 2nd seasons🥲), Wednesday

Fav actor: Scarlett Johansson, Andrew Garfield, Jenna Ortega, Anne Heathaway, Jennifer Lawrence, Angelina Jolie

Fav singers: Taylor Swift, Sabrina carpenter, Olivia Rodrigo, Conan Grey, Georgia Cavallo (she's so good omg check her out pls), Billie Eilish, PEGGY

Fav song: The night we met - Lord Huron (nothing will ever compare to this song), This is the life - Amy Macdonald (superior)

My playlist:

Fav TS songs: The lakes, Long Live, I hate it here, How did it end, Whos afraid of little old me?, The smallest man who ever lived, Carolina

Songs i relate to: Honey and Glass - Peyton Cardoza, Born to be alive - Bea and her Business, Whos afraid of little old me - Taylor Swift

Fav books: A good girl's guide to murder (Trilogy) - Holly Jackson, Six of Crows (Duology) - Leigh Bardugo, Fourth Wing - Rebecca Yarros, The inheritance games - Jennifer Linn Barnes, The seven husbands of Evelyn Hugo - Taylor Jenkins Reid

Fav quotes:

"Well, I'm not a poet, I'm just a woman." ~Amy March (Little Women)

"Draw the cat eye sharp enough to kill a man!" ~Taylor Swift (Vigilante Shit)

"Be the woman you needed as a girl."

Main Fandom: Marauders Era (Harry Potter), Swifty (Taylor Swift Fan)

Kin: James Potter

Other Fandoms: Marvel, Notion (don't know if a 'fandom' exists but yk), Teamfinity (from the German Youtuber Simfinity)

Book boy/girlfriends: Azriel (ACOTAR), Ravi Signh (Agggtm), Pippa Fitz-Amobi (Agggtm), Violet Sorrengail (Fourth Wing), Natascha Romanoff (Marvel)

I have even more for most of the categories so if your interested in more recommendations, just say so...

[jazzandother-blog]

POWER TO THE PEOPLE

In the late 1960s a new style of jazz emerged that was not an extension of hard bop or free jazz. For a brief seven or eight years - after the assassination of Martin Luther King Jr. in April 1968 and the beginning of fusion in the mid-1970s - a new expression of black power appeared, wrapped in pan-Africanism in the works of black journalists, books on blackness by black intellectuals, folk paintings by black artists, and music by black jazz artists.

During these years, the music of a growing number of prominent jazz musicians embraced African culture and the idealism of African countries newly liberated from colonialism. The list of artists included Herbie Hancock, Miles Davis, Charles Lloyd, Pharoah Sanders, McCoy Tyner, Alice Coltrane, Archie Shepp, Freddie Hubbard, Woody Shaw, Jack DeJohnette, Larry Willis, Bennie Maupin and many others.

Among them was Joe Henderson, whose album Power to the People (Milestone) was and remains a landmark. Recorded in May 1969, the album featured Mike Lawrence (tp), Joe Henderson (ts), Herbie Hancock (p,el-p), Ron Carter (b,el-b) and Jack DeJohnette (d).

A finales de la década de 1960 surgió un nuevo estilo de jazz que no era una extensión del hard bop ni del free jazz. Durante unos breves siete u ocho años -tras el asesinato de Martin Luther King Jr. en abril de 1968 y el inicio de la fusión a mediados de los setenta- apareció una nueva expresión de poder negro envuelta en el panafricanismo en las obras de periodistas negros, los libros sobre la condición negra de intelectuales negros, las pinturas folclóricas de artistas negros y la música de artistas de jazz negros.

Durante estos años, la música de un número creciente de destacados músicos de jazz abrazó la cultura africana y el idealismo de los países africanos recién liberados del colonialismo. La lista de artistas incluía a Herbie Hancock, Miles Davis, Charles Lloyd, Pharoah Sanders, McCoy Tyner, Alice Coltrane, Archie Shepp, Freddie Hubbard, Woody Shaw, Jack DeJohnette, Larry Willis, Bennie Maupin y muchos otro

Entre ellos estaba Joe Henderson, cuyo álbum Power to the People (Milestone) fue y sigue siendo un hito. Grabado en mayo de 1969, el álbum incluía a Mike Lawrence (tp), Joe Henderson (ts), Herbie Hancock (p,el-p), Ron Carter (b,el-b) y Jack DeJohnette (d).

Source: JazzLife

[lemonbxrry]

Doctor's Orders

ZERO / ONE / TWO / THREE / FOUR / FIVE / SIX / SEVEN

Season One, Episode Six: TS-19

A BRIGHT LIGHT engulfed us.

"Daryl, you cover the back," Rick said, everyone filing in.

"Hello?" I called out, "Hello?" I called again, louder, after receiving no answer.

"Close those doors, watch for walkers," Shane told everyone. We looked around, lost. Then, our eyes locked onto a man who stood with a gun aiming at us.

"Anyone infected?" he called out, keeping his distance.

"One. Just one of our group was," I answered, standing behind Shane and Rick. "He didn't make it," I answered honestly.

"Why are you here? What do you want?" the man asked, taking a couple of steps towards us.

"A chance," Rick answered him, I bit the inside of my cheek, watching how he walks towards us.

"That's asking for an awful lot these days," he answered. Rick nodded.

"I know," The man just stared at all of us, our eyes meeting each other, he glanced at Rick.

"You all submit to a blood test. That's the price of admission,"

"We can do that," I told him, looking back at the others.

"You got stuff to bring in, you do it now. Once this door closes, it stays closed," we all hurried and ran out and grabbed our bags from the cars, running back in. When everyone was in, the man pressed on a security system.

"Vi, seal the main entrance, kill the power-up here," he told it. The shutters closed, blocking the outside world.

"Rick Grimes," Rick introduced himself, holding out his hand.

"Dr. Edwin Jenner," he replied. I perked up, looking at him.

"Whoa, we have another doctor," Carl exclaimed, looking between Dr. Jenner and me.

THE WALKING DEAD

We rode in the elevator in silence, all looking around.

"Doctors always go around packing heat like that?" Daryl asked, raising a brow.

"There were plenty left lying around. I familiarized myself," Dr. Jenner answered, looking around at us. "But you look harmless enough," he glanced down at Carl, giving a small smile. "Except you, I'll have to keep my eye on you," he gave Carl a small smile and he chuckled.

THE WALKING DEAD

"Are we underground?" Carol asked as we walked down a long hallway.

"Are you claustrophobic?" Jenner asked in response.

"A little,"

"Try not to think about it," the sound of our footsteps bouncing off the walls.

"Vi, bring up the lights in the big room," the room lit up in response. "Welcome to Zone 5," Jenner said, the room is lit up and a humming noise emits throughout it. We all stared in awe, amazed at what was inside.

"Where is everybody?" Rick asked as we continued to walk after Jenner did. I took a small glance at Shane, furrowing my brows, then looking back at Jenner and Rick. "The other doctors, the staff?"

"I'm it," Jenner answered, "It's just me here,"

"What about the person you were speaking with?" Lori asked him, holding onto Carl's hand and holding her bag up. "Vi?"

"Vi, say hello to our guests. Tell them, welcome," Soon a robotic voice sounded throughout the room.

"Hello, guests. Welcome,"

"I'm all that's left, I'm sorry," Jenner said, turning away from us.

THE WALKING DEAD

"What's the point?" Andrea asked as Jenner drew her blood. I sat in the front, watching closely, "If we were infected we'd all be running a fever,"

"I've already broken every rule in the book letting you in here," Jenner said in response, "Let me just at least be thorough," he puts the syringe down, letting out a small click as it settled into the waste bin. "All done,"

"Ooh," Andrea said, stumbling a bit. I stood up quickly, catching Andrea just as Jacqui did. I rubbed her back softly, trying to make her steady again.

"Are you okay?" Jenner asked, worry in his voice.

"She hasn't eaten in days, hell, none of us have," I answered, looking back at him. "Might have been good for us to have eaten before this," I muttered to myself, sitting Andrea down. He looked at us all, realization finally set in at how long we've been out there and how long he's been sitting in there.

THE WALKING DEAD

Everyone was laughing around the table, drinking wine or some juice, especially seeing that the kids couldn't drink it.

"You know in Italy, children have a little bit of wine with dinner," Dale said, handing a glass to Lori, looking at Carl, "And in France," he pointed out, setting the bottle back down.

"Well, when Carl is in Italy or France, he can have some then," Lori replied, drinking from her glass. I sat in my chair, having one of my legs crossed over the other, eating my food and just watching everyone mingle. Rick was trying to convince Lori to allow Carl a taste, everyone around them giggling and laughing. She throws her hand up in the air slightly, giving in.

"There you are, young lad," Dale said, handing him a small cup full. Carl takes it, drinking and pulling himself back, a look of disgust on his face.

"Ew," he replied, grabbing his cup and drinking that to get the taste out. All of us laughed in response.

"That's my boy, that's my boy," she said, rubbing his back, a smile on her features.

"Just stick to soda pop there, bud," Rick said, passing Carl another soda.

"Not you Glenn, you too, (Name)" Daryl said, pointing at him slightly.

"What?" we both asked, I drank some more of the soda in retaliation, staring right at Daryl.

"Keep drinking, little man. I want to see how red your face can get," Daryl replied, picking up another beer, slightly stumbling. He then pointed at me, "And you, you need to drink, haven't seen you drink a single thing," he said, plopping a bottle of beer in front of me.

"Hey now, I'm still a doctor, I gotta be not under the influence," I replied, "I will drink some later when everyone is settled," I told him, putting the bottle in my bag. Soon the sound of glass being tapped against sounded, causing our talking to quiet as we looked over at Rick.

"It seems to me we haven't thanked our host properly," Rick said, standing.

"He is more than just our host," T-Dogg replied, holding his glass up. A couple of 'Hear hear' sounds throughout the room as everyone raised their glasses or bottle, I give a small grin to Glenn, tilting my head and holding up my cup of soda.

"Here's to you, Doc. Booyah!" Daryl said, sitting back down. Everyone murmured the same and went back to talking.

"So when are you gonna tell us what the hell happened here, doc?" Shane asked, an accusatory tone in his voice. I sat up a little straighter, still eating some of my food. Everyone went silent, looking between Shane and Dr. Jenner, eating their food slowly. "All the other doctors that were supposed to be figuring out what happened, where are they?" He tapped the rim of his glass, looking into the middle of the table. I set my utensils down.

"Shane, we can talk about this later, right now we're celebrating, let's just have this moment of joy and happiness," I told him, slightly exasperated.

"Whoa, wait a second. This is why we're here, right? This was your move. Supposed to find all the answers," he gave me a small stare down. I just stared at him right back, trying not to feel small against his stare. "Instead we," he gives a small empty chuckle, "We found him. Found one man. Why?" he asked, pointing at Dr. Jenner.

"Well, when things got bad, a lot of people just left, went off to be with their families, and when things got worse, when the military cordon got overrun, the rest bolted," he stared into the distance, having a blank look on his face. I understood though, hell, even I ran when the hospital was being overrun.

"Every last one?" Shane asked, not believing him.

"No, many couldn't face walking out the door. They," he gave a small pause, "opted out. There was a rash of suicides," I placed my arms on the table, setting my face in my palms. I felt sorry for him, having to deal with his co-workers leaving and the others killing themselves, it felt, awful. "That was a bad time," he looked down.

"You didn't leave," Andrea said, looking at him with sympathy. "Why?"

"I just kept working, hoping to do some good," he answered, I felt a small twinge of respect fall onto everyone.

"I get it, I mean, if I was in a building that could protect me and have a possible way to end this all, I would stay and do my hardest," I told Jenner, we locked eyes for a moment, nodding to one another softly. Glenn got up, looking right at Shane.

"Dude, you are such a buzzkill, man," sitting down next to me, holding my hand and grabbing it, placing a gentle kiss. I give him a small smile as we now ate in silence, finishing off our plates and drinks.

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"Most of the facility is powered down, including housing, so you'll have to make do here," Jenner said, giving us another small tour as we walked through the hallway, pointing at the various rooms. "The couches are comfortable, but there are cots in storage if you like. There's a rec room down the hall that you kids might enjoy. Just don't plug in the video games, okay? Or anything that draws power," he told the kids, getting down to their eye level. Sophia and Carl nod, understanding. "The same applies," he pointed at us adults. "If you shower, go easy on the hot water," Glenn turned back at us, squeezing my hand in excitement.

"Hot water?" he asked in disbelief, smiling at us.

"That's what the man said," T-Dogg said, the three of us slightly jogging after him, trying to find a suitable room to stay in.

THE WALKING DEAD

I let the water run down my face, it was on a lukewarm setting, so it was bearable. I took in a couple of breaths, leaning against the wall, my arms covering my face. I closed my eyes tightly, feeling the grunge of everything that's happened come off. I felt a few tears escape, thinking about who we'd lost over the past month or so. Time felt so long and so short like it doesn't even exist now. I tried keeping track of everything but then the days seemed to merge like it was all one big moment. I washed my hair, and feel relieved they at least had that here. Things still feel tense, especially with how Shane has been acting, I don't know what happened since Rick got here, but he has not been his best. I shrug it off, feeling some light kisses pepper my shoulders, I look up, meeting a pair of brown eyes. I smile, giving him a couple of kisses.

"Glenn, I thought you were coming in after me," I joked.

"Couldn't wait, decided to join," he replied, I closed my eyes and deepened the kiss as he pushed me against the wall gently.

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I sat in my room, humming softly, drying my hair out as best as I could. I look at my new clothes, which were a pair of grey sweat pants, and a cream nightshirt, having my plaid jacket lay on the spot next to me, feeling like it was too warm to wear. I pop my neck, standing up and unclicking a button on my nightshirt, feeling like it was lightly choking me. Then I felt a cold feeling wash over me, I stopped at where I was, my hands shaking. Something is wrong. Something is very much wrong. I began to walk around, trying to find where everyone is or if someone at some point has seen them with another person. Then I saw Shane come out of a room, stumbling and angry, I pressed myself against the wall, trying to not be noticed as he walked down the other way. After a moment of waiting, I went into the room and saw Lori sobbing and holding herself. My heart stopped, seeing her on the ground. I sped up to her, pulling her into my arms as she cried, shaking and continuously telling me that she told him no and how he said that Rick was dead the entire time before Rick showed up. I held her tightly, murmuring that it wasn't her fault.

"Shane told me he died. You told me he died," she cried against my chest as we slowly sunk into the floor. I nodded slowly, brushing my hand through her hair.

"I know. I know Lori, We thought so, hell, I couldn't even detect a heartbeat and I'm a certified doctor," I told her, furrowing my brows, "That doesn't excuse what he did to you, what he did was wrong and is not your fault," I muttered to her, listening as she cried and repeated everything. We stayed there for a while until it was time to go back, making sure she was okay enough to walk, I gave her the bottled water I brought with me, having not noticed I even brought it while looking. She drank it, thanking me softly.

"Please don't tell anyone. Please don't tell Rick," she quietly begged, I nodded my head.

"Patient confidentiality, I won't say anything without permission or if you're bit," I told her, rubbing her arm. I walked her to the room that Rick and Carl shared, making sure it was safe. "I am right down the hall, if you need me, just come to my room," I told her, she nodded in response, entering the room. I walked back to my room after a minute of waiting to see if Shane was going to show up. I sat down on a cot, pulling my knees to my chest and Glenn laid back, resting. I rubbed at the bridge of my nose, closing my eyes and lost in thought. Since Shane tried to rape Lori, this was going to cause a rift in the group, especially with Shane not knowing that I know. I give a small sigh, getting under the covers with Glenn as he turned and wrapped his arms around me, I pressed my face against his chest, trying to calm my breathing.

"We're safe (Name), it's okay, we're safe," Glenn mumbled against my forehead, pressing soft kisses.

Are we safe when Shane is losing himself around us?

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"Hello," Rick said as he entered the cafeteria, I look up from my plate, smiling at him and rubbing Glenn's back softly as I sat across Lori. I continued eating my eggs and toast, attending to the two.

"Morning," I replied trying to get Glenn to eat.

"Are you hungover?" Carl asked Rick, having a small smirk as he ate some of his cereal. Lori looked over at him, having a small exasperated look on her face. "Mom said you'd be,"

"Mom is right," Rick answered as he put himself next to Lori, smiling at her.

"Mom has that annoying habit," she replied, eating her bacon. I give a small laugh, nodding.

"Extra annoying if it's coming from your mom while you're in med school," I told them, smiling faintly, remembering my mom calling one morning after seeing my posts on Facebook about my night out with a few colleagues after pulling off a good surgery.

"Eggs, powdered, but, but I do them good," T-Dogg said, coming from the corner with a pan. Glenn only groaned in response, I give him a small sigh, giving him some more water.

"Protein helps the hangover," T-Dogg said, I only nodded in response, agreeing with him.

"Thank you for cooking T-Dogg," I said, smiling up at him and trying to feed Glenn again.

"Where'd all this come from?" Rick asked, confused.

"Jenner," Lori and I replied in unison.

"Could you help me, please?" Rick asked, handing her a bottle of aspirin.

"He thought we could use it," Lori told him.

"Thank you," he responded.

"Some of us, at least," Glenn muttered, "Don't ever ever ever let me drink again," he said, looking at me with a small pained look.

"Not my fault you can't handle your alcohol," I joked, pressing a kiss against his head. He only groaned again in response, finally accepting some eggs, his face seeming to relax.

"Hey," Shane greeted, I glance behind me, watching him walk up.

"Feel as bad as I do?" Rick asked, trying to make small talk.

"Worse," Shane answered, pouring himself coffee. I take a small glance at Lori as she swallows her food slowly, looking only at her plate.

"The hell happened to you?" T-Dogg asked, looking at Shane with a worried look. "Your neck," he commented.

"I must have done it in my sleep," Shane responded, not looking at any of us.

"Never seen you do that before," Rick said, concerned for his friend.

"Me neither, not like me at all," he said, looking right at Lori. I bit the inside of my cheek, my grip on my fork tightening until my knuckles paled from how much I was gripping the fork.

"Sometimes people do things in their sleep all the time, doesn't mean that it's not unlike you," I responded, we had a small staredown, his attention now on me and not Lori, I felt the wave of relief hit her as he took his eyes off of Lori.

"Morning," Dr. Jenner said, joining us.

"Hey, Doc,"

"Doctor, I don't mean to slam you with questions first thing," Dale began, looking up at him.

"But you will anyway," Jenner said, brewing himself a cup of coffee.

"We didn't come here for the eggs," Andrea said. Dr. Jenner turned to us, giving a small sigh, but nodding.

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We walked into the area where we first entered the facility and saw the actual building, looking up at the big screen.

"Give me playback of TS-19," Jenner said, clicking on the computer.

"Playback of TS-19," Vi replied, the screen turning on.

"Few people ever got a chance to see this," he told us, looking back at our group spread out. On the screen multiple scans of someone's or multiple people's brains were on display, I stared in amazement, only imagining what medicine would look like if we had these types of scans available at the hospital, "Very few," then a small montage of a person on the scan started playing, showing their brain and the pale outline of their body on the screen. I stood next to Carl, my eyes wide at the technology.

"Is that a brain?" Carl asked, confused and intrigued.

"An extraordinary one," Jenner tells Carl, leaning down to the boy. Carl smiled at him and looked at me back at the screen.

"Have you seen a brain?" He asked me quietly, amazed. I give a small smile back at him, ruffling his hair.

"Yeah, it was gross, you wouldn't wanna see one, it's slimy," I told him, wiggling my fingers at him, he gave a small laugh, the two of us looking back up at the screen.

"Not that it matters in the end," Jenner continued, giving a solemn look. "Take us in from E.I.V.," he told Vi, the computer immediately responding 'Enhanced internal view'.

We stared in silence as the screen went into the hologram of the brain, showing all the billions of neurons that scattered around in your brain, relaying each message that it needed.

"What are those lights?" Shane asked confusion and amazement in his voice.

"It's a person's life, experiences, memories. It's everything," Jenner explained, looking back at the screen, I gave a small gasp of awe, enjoying seeing how it's all there for us to see. "Somewhere in all that organic wiring, all those ripples of light is you," he pointed at us all, a small smile on his face. "The thing that makes you unique, and human," he explained to us all, the smile still there.

"You don't make sense ever?" Daryl asked him in a slightly condescending tone. I cleared my throat, looking over at him.

"He means that there's something in our brains that all make us unique, like how your parents always said you were special or similar wording," I explained, popping the knuckled on my thumbs. Jenner gave me a small nod, beginning to talk again, pointing up at the screen.

"Those are synapses, electric impulses in the brain that carry all the messages. They determine everything a person says does or thinks from the moment of birth to the moment of death, Jenner finished.

"Death? That's what this is, a vigil?" Rick asked, walking over to him.

"Yes," Jenner said, sounding like he was far away, he then turned to us a bit, "Or rather the playback of the vigil,"

"This person died?" Andrea asked quietly, taking a couple of steps forward. I gave a slight frown, knowing what it was like to lose a patient.

"Who?" I asked him, looking at him, "If you don't mind me asking," I added, slightly backtracking.

"Test subject 19," Jenner said, sounding flat, "Someone who was bitten and infect, and volunteered to have us record the process," he sounded a little pained, I would have to question about that soon. "Vi, scan forward to the first event," the computer replied. A small beeping sound emitted throughout the room. Then the screen showed all the once light blue branches growing dark and black, I raised my hand to my mouth, having a small shocked expression.

"What is that?" Glenn asked, confused.

"It invades the brain like meningitis," Jenner said, the person on screen gasping for air, panicking, "The adrenal glands hemorrhage, the brain goes into shutdown, then the major organs," as he said that the whole brain went dark, the body convulsing for a moment and then stopping, "Then death," he said solemnly, "Everything you ever were or ever will be," he gave a small pause, "Gone."

"Is that what happened to Jim?" Sophia asked Carol, looking up at her.

"Yes," she said, giving a small and strained smile. We all stayed quiet, looking around at each other, Glenn came up next to Carl and me, grabbing my hand and giving it a gentle squeeze, I squeezed his hand back, reassuring him as best as I could. Andrea choked back a sob, looking down, wrapping her arms around herself.

"She lost somebody two days ago, her sister," Lori told Jenner, a look of sympathy going towards the other woman.

"I lost somebody too," Jenner told her, "I know how devastating it is," the two share a small look, and he backed up a bit from her, standing straight. "Scan to the second event," he called out, Vi simply repeating what he said, "The resurrection times vary wildly. We had reports of it happening in as little as three minutes. The longest we heard of was eight hours. In the case of the patient, it was two hours, one minute, seven seconds," I watched in fascination as a red electricity-like cloud sparked up in their brain, biting on one of my fingernails.

"It restarts the brain?" Lori asked, appalled that it was doing something so outwardly.

"No, just the brain stem," I told her, "It's just getting them up and movin'," I explained, my eyes going all over the screen, trying to take as much information as possible.

"But they're not alive?" Rick asked, stepping closer to Jenner.

"You tell me," he replied, gesturing up to the screen.

"It's nothing like before, most of that brain is dark," Rick stated, trying to figure out if it was dead or not.

"Dark, lifeless, dead. The frontal lobe, the neocortex, the human part, that doesn't come back. The you part. Just a shell driven by mindless instinct," he said, we then watched as an object came into view, a bright flash going through the patient's head, and watching as it glided through the brain.

"God, what was that?" Carol asked, I stayed looking at the screen, not daring to take my eyes off of it.

"He shot his patient in the head," I stated, gently squeezing Carl's and Glenn's hands, "Didn't you?" you asked Dr. Jenner, looking over at him.

"VI, power down the main screen and the workstations," he replied, turning around and walking away. Vi repeated back what he said, turning everything off.

"You have no idea what it is, do you?" Andrea asked, leaning against one of the monitors, then she stood up and started doing a small circle around Jenner.

"It could be microbial, viral, parasitic, fungal," Jenner listed off, his voice monotone.

"Or the wrath of God?"Jacqui said.

"There is that,"

"Somebody must know something, I mean, [Name] doesn't know and she's a doctor, you don't know and you're a scientist. Somebody somewhere," Andrea said, exasperated.

"There are other facilities, right Dr. Jenner?" I asked, hoping that he wasn't our only last hope. He looked at us then back down.

"There may be some, people like me," he answered, swallowing.

"But you don't know? How can you not know?" Rick asked, fear and anger lacing his voice as he stood up to Jenner.

"Everything went down communications, directives, all of it. I've been in the dark for almost a month," Dr. Jenner answered Rick.

"So it's not just here," Andrea said, "There's nothing left, anywhere? Nothing?" She asked, trying to hope that this trip, despite it being a haven, was for nothing. "That's what you're really saying, right?" she asked.

"Hey, there might be something, we don't know, I mean for God's sake we were up at the Quarry when everything went to shit," I told her, trying to defend Jenner. Everyone stayed silent, Andrea only scoffed, shaking her head, and Jacqui gave a soft 'Jesus' at him not answering.

"Man, I'm gonna get shitfaced drunk again," Daryl said, about to head off, rubbing at his eyes.

"Dr. Jenner, I know this has been taxing for you and I hate to ask one more question, but, that clock, it's counting down. What happens at zero?" Dale asked, looking over at him.

"The basement generators, they run out of fuel," he turned around quickly, not trying to look at us. There's something else.

"Then what?" I asked, he walked away, not answering. "VI, what happens when the power runs out?" I ask, looking around the room.

"When the power runs out, facility-wide decontamination will occur," the computer system responded.

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"Decontamination, what does that mean?" Glenn asked as T-Dog, Shane, Rick, and I raced down into the basement.

"It means to remove anything hazardous, but I don't know why it's facility-wide," I answered, holding the flashlight tightly in my hands as I glared at the back of Shane's head.

"I don't like the way Jenner clammed up. The way he just wandered off like that," Shane said as we followed after Rick.

"What's wrong with him? Seriously, man, is he nuts, medicated, what?" T-Dog asked, fed up with how Jenner acted. We stopped to look at a map on the wall, and find the area we needed.

"In there," Rick said and we marched down the hall, flashlights turned on and pointing around. As we entered the room I felt around, feeling a switch and flicking it, the room lighting up. We turned off the flashlights and looked around, "T-Dog, Gleen, you check that way, [Name], Shane and I will check this way," I furrow my brows, biting the inside of my cheek, looking over at Glenn, he gave me a small sympathetic smile, not knowing why I didn't want to be grouped with Shane. We continue walking around, finally stumbling onto a generator using a canister. Rick went to move it, almost tipping it over. "It's empty," he muttered, the generator clicked, the lights go off and I quickly take a step away from Shane, almost bumping into the other compartments as the lights turn back on, except much dimmer this time.

"Emergency lighting on," VI said, her voice sounding throughout the area.

"What the hell?" Shane asked, then noticing how I moved, he raised a brow but decided not to ask as Glenn and T-Dog ran up to where we were.

"Hey, you guys kill the lights?" Glenn asked, spotting us.

"It just went out now," I told Glenn, looking at the meter, seeing how dangerously low it was.

"Anything?" Rick asked.

"Yeah, a lot of dead generators and more empty fuel drums than I can count," T-Dog replied, making it to where we were huddled up at.

"It can't be down to just that one," Shane said.

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We race back upstairs, seeing that everyone was getting back into the main area where we just watched the screening of TS-19.

"Rick?" Lori called down, we all halted in our tracks, looking up at them. I look back to see Dr. Jenner coming down the stairs and watching as everyone followed him, he only walked silently and quickly.

"Jenner, what's happening?" Rick asked, more demanding than anything.

"The system is dropping all the nonessential uses of power," Jenner replied, "It's designed to keep the computers running to the last possible second. That started as we approached the half-hour mark," he glanced at the clock on the wall, "Right on schedule," he took a large swig of whatever he held, handing it to Daryl who snatched it out of his hands. "It was the French," I furrowed my brows.

"What about the French?" I asked, grabbing Glenn's hand. "They were the last ones to hold out as far as I know," he answered Andrea's question from earlier, "While our people were bolting up the doors and committing suicide in the hallways, they stayed in the labs till the end. They thought they were close to a solution,"

"What happened?" Jacqui asked.

"The same thing that's happening here, no power grid, ran out of juice. The world runs off of fossil fuels. I mean, how stupid is that?" Jenner said, finally seeming to lose it.

"Let me tell you," Shane began to charge at him, Rick and I pushed forward to grab Shane before he did anything stupid.

"To hell with it, Shane. I don't even care," Rick said, turning to look down at where I stopped after grabbing Shane and then at his wife. "Lori, grab our things, [Name], grab anything you can that can help. Everybody, get your stuff, we're getting out of here now!" Rick ordered, his voice rising at the end as we all began to scramble away. A loud alarm started to sound throughout the room, I duck and covered my head, my eyes widening and tears threatening to fall out, I tried taking in some deep breaths and looking around.

"What the hell is that," I heard someone say, not seeing who said it. Everyone else stopped, looking around.

"30 minutes to decontamination," Vi called out.

"Doc, what's going on here?" Daryl yelled from where we were, which was halfway across the room, I shakily stood up, clinging onto Glenn's arm.

"Everybody, y'all heard Rick, get your stuff," Shane shouted over the alarms. Right as we ran to the doors they went up, locking us in. I stopped in my tracks. He's locking us in.

"He locked us in!" Glenn screamed turning around. Jenner sat down in an area, seeming to be talking to something. We all ran back up the stairs to where Jenner, Shane, and Rick were. There Daryl began to charge at Jenner.

"You son of a bitch!" Daryl hissed, wielding the drink from earlier, about to smash Jenner's head with it.

"Shane! [Name]!" Rick called, the two of us racing to hold onto him before he could make it to Dr. Jenner.

"Daryl, don't!" I yelled, holding onto one of his arms, trying to pull him off of the man.

"You locked us in here!" Daryl yelled, his anger coming off in harsh waves, he struggled against Shane and me, trying his best to continue at Daryl. I gritted my teeth, closing my eyes and making sure not to lose hold of the angered redneck, opening my eyes and glancing back at Dr. Jenner and the others, seeing T-Dog come and help Shane and me with holding Daryl back.

"Daryl, I know you're mad, I know you're really fucking mad, but you cannot attack him when he is the one who knows how to get us out," I tried reasoning with him as he continued thrashing around, he glanced around at the three of us having a semi-circle around him, keeping him in place and not allowing him to throw the wine bottle at Jenner. "You cannot be acting like this right now," I told him, glancing back to see Rick and Jenner arguing.

"Well open the damn thing," Rick almost yelled, frustration evident in his voice.

"That's not something I control. The computers do. I told you once that front door closed, it wouldn't open again. You heard me say that," Dr. Jenner said, not budging from his spot. Daryl stilled for a moment, before locking eyes with me, giving a small nod, finally not trying to charge after him. Shane, T-Dog, and I released our hold on him, finally going over to meet with the group. Everyone had various reactions and held onto those who they held close. "It's better this way," Dr. Jenner said, trying to convince us that this was the best way to go out.

"What is? What happens in 28 minutes?" Rick asked, getting close to Dr. Jenner. The scientist stared at Rick for a moment before turning and typing on his computer, not answering what Risk asked. "What happens in 28 minutes?" Rick yelled, shoving Jenner a bit.

"You know what this place is?!" Jenner screamed back, rising to his feet and almost going toe-to-toe with Rick, his face flushed an angry red, "We protected the public from very nasty stuff!" he screamed, walking a bit, looking at everyone. "Weaponized smallpox! Ebola strains that could wipe out half the country! Stuff you don't want getting out! Ever!" he screeched, spit flying from his mouth. We circled him, almost like a small moment of cat and mouse, yet it was hard to distinguish who was the cat and who was the mouse in this scenario. He sat back down after everyone stayed quiet, fluffing out his lab coat and making himself almost presentable again. "In the event of a catastrophic power failure, a terrorist attack, for example, H.I.T.s are deployed to prevent organisms from getting out," He explained, looking up at Rick and me.

"What, what is that? H.I.T.s?" I asked, furrowing my brows.

"VI, define," Dr. Jenner said, looking down.

"HITs, high-impulse thermobaric fuel-air explosives consist of a two-stage aerosol ignition that produces a blast wave of significantly greater power and duration than any other known explosive except nuclear," the computer defined. I stared at Dr. Jenner, horror was written on my face, and I felt my body grow cold. I took in a shaky breath of air, holding my hand to my chest, and hearing the cries of Carol and Sophia behind me. "The vacuum-pressure effect ignites the oxygen at between 5,000 degrees and 6,000 degrees and is useful when the greatest loss of life and damage to structures is desired," I feel a hand on mine, looking to my side I see Glenn, I give it a small squeeze, soon wrapping my arms around him, tears threatening to pour yet I couldn't bring myself to even cry.

"It sets the air on fire," Jenner said, not daring to look at any of us, "No pain, an end to sorrow, grief, regret," he monologues, "Everything,"

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Daryl throws the wine bottle from earlier at the door to our exit, the bottle not even making a dent in the metal door. "Open the damn door!" he screamed, pointing behind him as he looked at Jenner. I stayed over by Lori and Carl, looking at the others trying to break the door down, watching as Shane ran at it with an ax, and just hearing the metal grind on each other. T-Dog tosses Daryl another ax, then Shane and he begins to continuously hit the door, not making any progress. The kids sobbed into their mother's arms, Carol crying alongside them, Lori and I didn't cry though, the two of us having lost expressions. I held my head in my hands, looking down at my lap, trying to think of anything that could help us get out without Dr. Jenner continuing his death speech.

"You should have left well enough alone, it would've been so much easier," Dr. Jenner said as Dale came over.

"Easier for who?" I asked, looking up from my lap, having my patience wear thin from everything around me.

"All of you, you know what's out there. A short, brutal life and agonizing death. Your, your sister, what was her name," he said, turning to Andrea. I felt my blood rise.

"Don't fucking talk to her," I hissed, standing on my feet, and walking to Andrea, gently placing my hands on her shoulder from where she sat. Andrea gave me a sad look, shaking her head.

"Amy," she replied, looking at Dr. Jenner.

"Amy," he repeated the name, "You know what this does. You've seen it, is that what you really want for your wife and son?" Dr. Jenner asked Rick, looking up at him from his chair.

"I don't want this," Rick said emphatically, turning away from Dr. Jenner and going over to Shane.

"Can't make a dent," Shane said, shaking his head.

"Those doors are made to withstand a rocket launcher," Dr. Jenner said, Daryl, making a speedy walk towards him.

"Yeah, well your head ain't," Daryl said, raising his ax and about to swing it down onto the man.

"Whoa, whoa, whoa, Daryl!" everyone screamed, rushing to hold the man back.

"Just back up! Back up!" Rick ordered as we pushed Daryl back, I turn back seeing as the other men carry him off, seeing Dr. Jenner stand.

"You do want this," he said, "Last night you said you knew it was just a matter of time before everybody you loved was dead," he was looking directly at Rick.

"What?" I heard Lori ask, her eyes glazed with tears, she looked between her husband and the scientist.

"You really said that?" Shane asked, anger lacing his voice. "After all your big talk?"

"I had to keep hope alive, didn't I?" Rick said, looking at his wife.

"There is no hope," Dr. Jenner began, "there never was," he tried convincing Rick.

"There's always hope. Maybe it won't be you, maybe not here, but somebody somewhere," Rick said, appalled that Jenner even tried convincing him that there was no chance of survival out there.

"What part of "everything is gone" do you not understand?" Andrea asked from her spot, she had already given up.

"Andrea," I mumbled quietly, shaking my head, "No, there is more out there, there has to be," I said, looking at Rick, and then back to Dr. Jenner. "There is more out there and you're taking it away from us,"

"You should really listen to your friend," Dr. Jenner said, shaking his head. "This is what takes us down, this is our extinction event," he ended, everyone stayed quiet or continued crying. My hands turned into fists at my side as I looked down, hot tears threatening to pour down my face. Glenn came up beside me, pulling me into his chest for a tight hug, trying to comfort me. I shook with hot anger, anger at Dr. Jenner and for planning all of our deaths without our voices, anger at the world for becoming what it is, anger at myself for not being the doctor I wanted to be. I just felt anger.

"This isn't right. This isn't fair. You don't get to play God because you gave up," I said, lifting my head from Glenn's chest, and pointing my finger at Dr. Jenner. "You don't get to force us to give up either," I shouted at him, the angry tears spilling out finally.

"One tiny moment, a millisecond. No pain," he said, trying to convince me. He already made up his mind.

"My daughter doesn't deserve to die like this," Carol cried out, shaking her head.

"Wouldn't it be kinder? More compassionate to just hold your loved ones and wait for the clock to run down?" Dr. Jenner asked, a solemn look on his face. The sound of a rifle being cocked brought our attention to where Shane was, walking towards Dr. Jenner with a rifle.

"Shane, no!" Rick yelled, trying to block Shane.

"Out of my way, Rick!" Shane screamed back, "Stay out of my way," he pointed the gun right at Dr. Jenner, glaring down at him. "Open that door or I'm gonna blow your head off. Do you hear me?!" Shane screeched, I stood in front of Lori and Carl, Glenn standing in front of me. I glanced between the two men, not daring to move and grab a gun out of Shane's hands. Rick carefully walked beside Shane, gently pulling his arm.

"Brother, brother, this is not the way we do this. We will never get out of here," Rick told him, glancing back at the rest of us, his eyes softening seeing Glenn and me in front of his family.

"Shane, please, listen to Rick, if you kill him we can't get out," I spoke up, placing my hand on Glenn's back, looking at where Shane and Rick stood. "If he dies you run the chance of us never getting out," I tried convincing him. He faltered for a moment before screaming and shooting at the computers that were behind Dr. Jenner, everyone yelling in fear.

"Shane!" I screamed, ducking and still covering where Lori and Carl were sat at, trying to make sure nothing flew at them from his shooting. Rick pushed up the gun in Shane's arms, shooting at the lights above us, sparks shooting out. Rick punched him, and then shoved him down using his elbow, Shane falling onto the floor with a loud thud. Rick held onto the gun tightly, looking down at his friend. Lori stood up, everyone having a bewildered look at what had just happened.

"Are you done now? Are you done?" Rick asked Shane, holding the butt of the gun up in case he had to hit Shane with it.

"Yeah, I guess we all are," Shane said, an angered look in his eyes and something else that I couldn't quite put my finger on. I reached my hand out for Carl's giving it a tight squeeze before I helped him up, Glenn checking over us both. After a moment of silence, Rick handed the gun to T-Dog, glancing around at everyone. We stared at Rick in silence, scared to even speak in case something happened again.

Rick turned towards Dr. Jenner, "I think you're lying," he told the scientist, stepping back a bit.

"What?" Dr. Jenner asked, not understanding what Rick was saying.

"You're lying about no hope. If that were true you'd have bolted with the rest or taken the easy way out. You didn't. You chose the hard path. Why?" Rick asked him after his small declaration. I watched Dr. Jenner's movements, holding my breath.

"It doesn't matter," Dr. Jenner shook his head, Rick took a couple of steps towards him.

"It does matter. It always matters. You stayed when others ran. Why?" Rick pressed further, crouching down to look at Dr. Jenner eye-to-eye.

"Not because I wanted to. I made a promise," he pointed at the screen, "To her. My wife," he said, his voice quiet.

"Test subject 19 was your wife?" I asked quietly, holding onto Carl and Glenn.

"She begged me to keep going as long as I could," he shrugged, throwing his arms out a bit and they landed at his sides with a light slap, shaking his head. "How could I say no?" Pounding could be heard from Daryl trying to take the door down still. "She was dying. It should've been me on that table. I wouldn't have mattered to anybody. She was a loss to the world. Hell, she ran this place. I just worked here. In our field, she was an Einstein. Me? I'm just," he gave a small pause, "Edwin Jenner. She could've done something about this. Not me," he said defeatedly.

"Your wife didn't have a choice. You do. That's, that's all we want. A choice, a chance," Rick told him, trying to convince him one last time.

"Dr. Jenner please just let us have this one last chance," I begged softly, Lori hugging onto Carl tightly. Dr. Jenner looked at us all before locking eyes with me, nodding softly before looking right back at Rick.

"I told you topside's locked down. I can't open those," he made his way to his keypad, using his ID and passcode, unlocking the doors that held us in here in this room. The door opened quickly, Daryl lowering his ax.

"C'mon, let's go!" Everyone started saying, racing to the door. Glenn and I waited at the door, waiting to make sure everyone was coming. We glanced back, seeing Rick and Dr. Jenner still together, talking.

"Please watch him," Lori said, gently pushing Carl into my hands, I nodded, holding onto his shoulders and watching her run to her husband, grabbing him as he leaned back from Dr. Jenner. He had an expression I couldn't read before I glanced over at the clock.

"We have four minutes, let's go!" I yelled.

"I'm staying!" Jacqui said, pulling away from her husband. We stared at her, I felt my heart crack a bit.

"Jacqui," I began before she shook her head.

"There's no time to argue. Now get out. Get out," she said tearfully, backing away.

"Dog, come on, man," Shane said, grabbing T-Dog's arm, almost dragging him away. We turned away, racing to our rooms before I look and realize Andrea isn't there. I stop in my tracks, Glenn almost falling over.

"[Name], we gotta go," he said, glancing between the group and me.

"No, no, not without Andrea," I said, "Go get our stuff, I'll see you soon," I told him, leaning up and kissing him gently on the lips and racing back to the control room where Dale is standing with Andrea and Jacqui.

"Andrea, this isn't what Amy would want for you," I heard Dale tell her once I reached the pair.

"She's dead, and you need to leave," she said numbly, not looking at him.

"Please Andrea, we have to go, I can't lose you too," I told her, looking at the timer and our exit.

"Time's almost up," she said, watching the clock tick down. I held her hand, tears in my eyes, I blinked furiously, trying to not let them fall.

"You win," Dale said, I open my eyes, looking over at him, and he stood up and sat down in a chair.

"Dale, what are you doing?" I asked, furrowing my brows.

"I said okay," He's planning to stay too.

"Don't pull this, Dale," she glanced at me, seeing me sit down next to her, quiet, "[Name], don't do this too,"

"I'm not pulling anything, neither is [Name]. If you're staying, we're staying too. He's right. We know what's waiting for us out there. I don't want to face it alone," he stated.

"I don't want to face it without my sister, I don't care if we're not blood, we are sisters," I told her, holding her hand.

"Dale, [Name], get the hell out. I don't want you here," Andrea said, tears in her eyes as she began to lightly cry.

"No, no you don't get that choice," I told her, shaking my head, "You can't come into our lives and make us care and then check out. That isn't fair," I gripped her hand and she squeezed back.

"We're staying, the matter is settled," Dale and I sat quietly, tears dripping down my face as I tried to dry them up, biting the inside of my cheek. Yet, this was probably one of the safest choices that could be brought up for us, to just go out peacefully. The world will probably never get back to how it used to be, so what's the point of trying. But I still have Carl, who is learning so much, Glenn, who makes it so much easier day today, and Lori and Rick, the two feeling like the closest I have to parents that I could have. I can't leave them.

"I don't want to die here," Andrea admitted, looking at us.

"Then let's go," I told her, standing up and grabbing her hand, helping her up. Dale nodded, getting up. Dr. Jenner, grabbed my arm gently, pulling me to the side, a small look of comfort on his face.

"I am only telling you and Rick this, nobody else knows," he said quietly, leaning down and whispering in my ear, my eyes go wide as I look at him, feeling my mouth go dry.

"You're certain?"

"Yes, but I know you'll do great things Dr. [Name], now go, try and change the world," he said, gesturing to where Dale and Andrea stood, the group already having gotten their stuff. We raced down the hallway, seeing the glass broken from where they came out at. We raced to the cars before Lori screamed out at us to get down. We hid behind the sandbags and huddled over one another as the building exploded. I peeked my head out, looking over the bags at where we were at just a moment before.

"Holy shit," I muttered, helping Andrea and Dale into the RV before heading to the jeep Shane was in, breathing heavily. Everyone started the cars, heading back to where we came from.

"You made it [Name], you made it," Shane told me as I closed my eyes, taking in deep breaths and nodding, I choked out a cry, leaning my head onto the dashboard as he rubbed my back with his other hand, driving with the other. I continued to cry from how much has happened in the past couple of months, finally feeling the weight of it all hit me after that near-death experience.

I feel like I'm going to puke.