Conversation · The Hanged Man
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The Hanged Man- You
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Conceptualization
Half Light
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Interfacing
Kim Kitsuragi
Rhetoric
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Savoir Faire
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Encyclopedia
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Empathy
Visual Calculus
Suggestion
Inland Empire
Authority
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Perception (Smell)
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Pain Threshold- Perception (Sight)
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Electrochemistry- Perception (Hearing)
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The corpse looks at no particular direction with its bulging eyes. Its mouth is silent.
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"Didn't that young woman, the gardener, mention using salts for the smell? Or maybe they sell ammonia at the local grocery store..."
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If the lieutenant were here he would have an idea what to do. But he isn't. He's somewhere filling paperwork. Looks like you'll just have to work it out on your own.
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You feel a great force wringing you from the stomach. Your body curls and pushes it out. Burst by burst...
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The smell is repulsive. It pushes in from your mouth, more instant and more familiar than anything you'd expected; more fever than odour. It fills your mind, flushing you from within.
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"Active decay." The lieutenant raises a white piece of linen to his nose. "It's okay to throw up, officer. No one is judging."
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The corpse looks at you with mute, liquefying eyes. A dark froth-like liquid has gathered on his lips. It's sickening.
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There he still is -- looking right through you with his white eyes. The body below is entirely dedicated to that corpse smell. Emitting it is all it does now.
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The man before you is naked, but for a pair of underpants and white boots. His skin is marbled with decaying veins and blotched by lividity. On his chest: a fading web of tattoos. The cargo belt used to hang him from the tree looks reinforced.
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"I agree." A sudden ring fills the air as the lieutenant pulls down the zipper of his orange jacket.
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"So am I." A sudden ringing fills the air as the lieutenant pulls down the zipper of his orange jacket.