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Dunnstral

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Dwlee cracks a grin, then, as you look on with concern, starts laughing. Great guffaws burst forth, each bigger than the last, until they are beating on the table, gasping for breath.

“Oh, man, I’m sorry,” they say, coughing now, as they attempt to get their breath back under control. “It’s just … it’s all so IDIOTIC.”

“Look,” says Prism. “There’s nothing personal, here. We have to –”

“No, I know.” Dwlee stands up from the table, loosens their tie, leans on the back of their chair. “We have to clean house. Streamline. Economize. So you get rid of Todoroki, and then you send up Kuriyama. Never mind I had nothing to do with IV, or what happened to Esther. I guess I shouldn’t be surprised it’s my turn now.”

“Sorry, Dwlee,” Dunnstral mumbles.

“You can take your sorries and shove them right up your ass, Dunn.” Dwlee flings the chair to the ground. “Sorries aren’t gonna pay off my goddamn mortgage.”

Dwlee walks to the door, but turns back before leaving. “You know what? It’s better this way. At least you had to look me in the eyes while you sold me out. It’s better than Kuriyama got.”

You wake up in the middle of the night.

It’s not the first time since all this started. The stress is getting to you. You’ve skipped meals, lost weight. Did you shower yesterday? You can’t remember.

You wonder silently to yourself. You’re not even sure anymore. But then you think of the time you’ve spent with the company, and the time trying to root out these traitors in your midst, and of what they’ve done to Kuriyama and Esther, and you make a decision. They won’t get away with it.

Then, a banging on your door. You glance at the clock. 3 AM.

Have they come for you, now?

It’s Puppy. They haven’t slept either. You think back to how they got that nickname, and the story would make you laugh, if you could bring yourself to laugh these days.

You ask what’s going on. They look pained for a moment before they answer.

“Look, I’m going to tell you this, because you deserve to know. I’m not coming back.”

“You … what? Why?”

“Whoever’s doing this to us … it’s personal, you know? And after Esther and Kuri, I’m not going to let them do it to me, too. I was, um … I don’t know how to say this. I was … involved in something I’m not proud of. And I can’t have it coming out. So … I’m leaving.”

“Jesus. Hey, we can figure it out, we can –”

“No.” They reach into their pocket and pull out a crumpled piece of paper. It’s a picture, a grainy photograph. It’s Puppy and some other person, some severe-looking individual in a dark suit and glasses. Before you can see more than that, Puppy snatches the picture back into their pocket. “They know, all right? They know. And they’ll use it against me sooner or later, so. I’d been thinking of moving for a while now, and I think it’s for the best. I’m just … yeah, this is the kick in the ass that I needed.” They look at you, more optimistic than you’ve seen them in days. “Yeah. I’d encourage you to do the same, but I know you’re the type to stick it out to the end. So just … if you’re gonna stay, make sure you get them. Okay?”

You watch, stunned, as Puppy turns and walks off into the night. You call lamely after them, “I guess I’ll see you around?”

Puppy turns back with a wan smile. “No, you won’t.”

Brighter Puppy has been fired on Night 3.

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