The Jansdaads are speaking with their minds only.
It won't take long, but you'll be risking your life to get there.
I know, Jan.
I hope you'll feel Mthyuh.
You know i will. She'll be right there on the horizon. If i die in the hooptie, her birds will eat me.
You know there's no guarantee you'll find what you're looking for.
I'm looking for you Jan.
I know, Jan. I want you to come and find me.
If i can feel Mthyuh, maybe i can break the Crack, somehow i'll understand. I'll come back and go directly to the air conditioning unit for the temporary classrooms at the Community College of Cement. I'll duck under it, hit my head, that's how some got through.
My mind is getting tired.
Mine too, Jan.
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