( colligo ¬ get collected ) → network.

I saw one of the locals in the hallway of the apartment building today. She wasn't delivering anything from what I could tell, and that's normally the only time I really see any of them around here. But she was just standing in front of one of the empty apartments with this really strange look on her face.

Out of all of the things I've seen here, I think that was the creepiest weirdest.

So this place was real? It wasn't a delusion or

I have to wonder how long this back and forth will continue.

Still, it's somewhat comforting to know that this place actually exists. I had wondered.

So... Is it over? Is it safe enough to go the bloody store now? I had to tie Guy up so he wouldn't leave our flat

Well that certainly took long enough.

I was beginning to think it would take forever to get sorted out.

It's a bit odd getting used to this form. It's been so long since I last got issued a new body, I'd quite forgotten what it was like. Still, this one's nice enough. I could get used to it. I'm certainly not in any hurry to trade it in for a new one.

Right then. I'm glad to see my bookshop's in order. I was rather worried I'd return to find it in chaos. That just begs the question of where my sword is.

And my chessboard.

As always, my Lord, it's a pleasure to have you back.

Okay, I don't think I've ever been more confused than I am right now. I shouldn't be here. I know I shouldn't be here, and yet here I am. Alive.

Actually, you know what? I just have one question. I can sort out the rest later on.

Now. Where is my son?