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Video; un: darkness (Backdated to November 28th)

[Maul looks very grim when he starts off the video.]

Since some of you might wonder where he is and since he had messages for me to pass along to some of you, I'm here today to tell you Wesker is dead. I killed him.

[He quickly goes on before any screeching or condemnation can start being thrown his way.]

It was not out of malice, amusement, or anger. It was an act of mercy. The zealots took him and by the time I found him he was little more than a corpse but somehow still breathing. There was no hope for his recovery.

[Maul's eyes shut for a moment, still seeing the eviscerated body lying on the table that looked more like an autopsy victim than someone still alive, lungs and heart able to be seen and still working despite all that had been done to Wesker's body by those seeking his blood.]

I'm not sure how he lasted even that long with what they did to him. I ended his suffering. Hopefully, he will be back in a short time.

[There is a private message afterwards which is only sent out to a handful of people. Vira-Lorr, Luz, Orpheus, and Ariadne.]

He asked me to pass on a message to you.

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But why did he do it alone . . . ?

[ that's the part ahiru can't quite understand. doing something like that all by yourself . . . how much can one person get done? they were all just people. even people falter.

they were not stories. ]

Truth be told? Boss is stubborn and too independent for his own bloody good - sorry. Pardon me lingo. I gets heated about 'im, but 's understood when you knows someone as well as I knows my boss.

[The Omen looks out toward the waves.]

Honestly, I think he wanted to spare folks what could happen. Or he was just lookin' to make a name for 'imself and got in over his head. He's not a good man, but he's striving to do better here.

[Cypher sits up on their haunches, whiskers wiggling.]

I guess. . .

[ it makes sense. it just seems lonely. people were so lucky to live with each other, communicate with each other. why stay lonely when you could have all of that?

she would know. she is, after all, just a duck. ]

Are you feeling cold? You can stay in my coat, if you like.

I'm not one to make excuses for 'im, but it's not easy for 'im to connect with other folk. He lost 'is family young and the Lord who took 'im in... He was a caretaker but not a father. That did somethin' to the boss. He keeps people at a distance because he forgot how to let 'em come close. Got worse as he got older and something changed 'im, made him somethin' greater than human. He's trying to change, but fear makes people do strange things.

[The Omen peers at her.]

I'm good, but I wouldn't mind snuggling in yer coat collar if you'd let me. Boss says it's the best way to wear ermine, to have an actual ermine in yer collar.

[ she nods, propping up her collar so that cypher could snuggle closer. ]

I never had a family so I don't know what that's like. I hope Mr. Wesker finds one for himself. Or people that make him happy.

[Cypher snuggles into her collar and keeps their snoot to the water's edge.]

Maybe you can both find family 'ere. 'S what this place is about, when it ain't throwin' weird stuff at us Omens an' Sleepers.

He's made a few good memories: met a bloke called The Dovtor in the town that proceeded this place. My personality and voice are based off 'is. The Doctor 'elped 'im find a better version of 'imself, so those memories found their way into me.

[ find a family . . . that'd be nice if she was a real girl. ]

Maybe.

[Cypher snuggles their warm, furry flank against her neck.]

You lookin' for a family of yer own?

. . . No. I can't — It's not possible for me.

[A quizzical tilt of their head.]

What do you mean? Howso?

It's fine, don't worry about it. I'm not looking for one anyway.

[Cypher tilts their head the other way, wiggling their whiskers.]

'Methinks you doth protest too much', as the boss would say. Why else would yeh come out 'ere to keep watch for someone after a mutual friend said that someone 'ad gotten pulled back to the sea for a breather.

[The Omen looks out to the sea, poking their head higher.]

I senses someone. [Cypher hops from Ahiru's shoulder, bounding across the sand toward the shoreline, A few Wakers, male and female have gathered there, one holding a thick fur-lined blanket. Cypher pauses, looking back to Ahiru, tail and whiskers wiggling.]

[ ahiru blinks, perplexed. ]

Why wouldn't I come? We're friends, right?

[ she glances at the wakers . . . ]

Can you . . . sense him?

I sense summthin' out there.

[Cypher hops from her shoulder and bounds down the sand, pausing and looking back to her, tail wiggling, waiting for her to catch up before bounding down to just above the cluster of Wakers. One is breaking the ice and freeing two black squids, one with blue eyes, the other with red eyes.]

They're both from 'is world.

[ she looks over them curiously. ]

His world? Like, his friends?

Sumwun 'e worked with, I think, though they weren't close.

[The Wakers bring the Squids higher up the shoreline, speaking gently to them and blotting them carefully. A Waker apiece lays down a fur-lined blanket apiece for either Squid, while another Waker lays the Squids gently in the midst of the blankets. A larger group of Wakers gathers around the blue-eyed Squid, while several Wakers gather about the red eyed Squid. Cypher gently pads across the sand to the red eyed Squid.]

Boss... boss, yer back, thank the sea.

[The Squid flexes its tentacles, reaching around, then relaxes them, twitching slightly and creaking softly.]

[ this is weird, even for her. but she musters up whatever courage she has and slowly comes closer. ]

D — Dr. Wesker?!

It's 'im. [Cypher sounds relieved.] Not sure the other one, but some day we might find out.

[The Squid reaches a tentacle toward Ahiru, emitting soft creaks, as if calling for someone to come closer. Cypher looks to her.]

Yer want ter sit wiff 'im?

[ not gonna lie, this feels scary to her, but she's here!! and poor dr. wesker and cypher were alone, so she might as well go all the way!! she can do it!!

so she . . . inches . . . closer. ]

H-Hi Dr. Wesker. Uhm . . . are you . . . feeling better?

[Cypher moves in closer, putting a paw on the Squid. The sea creature reaches out a tentacle and touches its Omen.]

[Then the skin of the squid turns translucent, a human form visible within the squid form, a baby boy with a fuzz of blond hair, blue eyes just opening from sleep. The infant shifts then steadily grows, to a toddler, then to a school-aged child, then to a teenager, gangly but with still with a very young face..]

[At length the young man slowly sits up, breaking free of the squid skin, letting it slide off. He shivers, opens his mouth to speak.]

[And nothing comes out. He frowns, looking around as if to see that no one has witnessed this, but of course everyone close by has.]

[Cypher looks from Ahiru to the Wakers to the young man.]

'Errr... boss? You all right?'

[The young man sighs soundlessly and pulling the blanket around him, reaches down to trace something on the sand.]

No. My voice is gone.

[ it's like the little mermaid. does dying take something from you? can it come back?

either way, ahiru didn't know how to help. ]

Uhm . . . maybe it'll come back later?

[He looks her in the eye, and nods once before writing in the sand again.]

I hope so.

[A pause, more writing, in which he leans on one of the Wakers, his grey-blue eyes tired.]

Do you know the Disaster House?

[ uh . . . ]

I think that's . . . my house?

[He manages a small smile and writes in the sand.]

I've known Luz Noceda since we met in Deerington. We explored some of the town's mysteries together.

[Cypher sits up on their hind legs, whiskers wiggling.]

Boss here 'as treated 'er when she couldn't sleep. Mind if 'e crashes on yer couch till 'e's feelin' more like 'imself.

[Wesker looks at his Omen patiently, as if to say, "Here, let me speak for myself even when I can't actually speak."]

[ hmm. ]

I'll have to ask the others first. Things are a bit weird at the house right now. Do you not have a place to stay, Dr. Wesker?

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