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Shawn Spencer (psychyouout) wrote in utr_logs,

Shawn sighed. With all the random scenarios that ran through his brain earlier this evening? This was not one of them.

"I've had to 'grasp' the concept. I've been here for months now. Jules only showed up a little while ago. No Gus, no Chief Vick, no Psych. Though the lack of Henry phone calls about scaling fish and cleaning out basements is a welcome relief."

Crossing his arms, he felt a wave of pity for Lassiter. He could empathize with the guy, and was slightly jealous that at least he had people he knew here when he first arrived. "No one knows what it is. It picks people to live here. Sometimes it even takes them away. Sometimes? It even brings them back, without any memory. You replace someone who apparently lived here, like Invasion of the Body Snatchers, except we snatch the bodies instead of the other way around."

Pushing away from the wall he was leaning on, Shawn made to leave through the door. "Is that all? Basically your choices are to either wait it out and hope the Vortex takes you home or bitch and moan about the situation at hand."