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Red birds, black and blue birds with white bellies, little yellow birds that bite and pheonixes. Thought this place was cleaner but the dirt is stuck in the filters. Cut the pages with a pen, let the ink bleed through. For a place with no weather it feels all cloudy now. They'll be coming two by two, can't help it, it's a chemical reaction. They're all dressed the same now.

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A lot of this doesn't make sense, but are you okay?

Second wave's coming. Fifth compartment's overflowing but no one knows it yet.

It's going to happen again?

Didn't find the root of the sickness, did they? Can't just treat the symptoms, got to cut a cancer out entirely, soon it'll spread to the rest of the nervous system. Lost the eyes but soon it'll

Watching.

Watching. Right now?

you know i'm here for you, river.

Sorry. I know it's hard to start a fire when your firewood's soaked.

heh, don't worry about it. as long as you're all right.

Don't worry, he can always start a fire. Why don't I bring over some cocoa?

... Little yellow birds that bite, huh?

Sings the school song on command. It bit her once and now she tries to zap it. Don't worry, it looks spherical but it's surprisingly aerodynamic.

I think I know what bird. It does bite a lot.

He can't help being cross. He's a defector, it's in his nature.

Yeah, but he always does it at the worst possible times.

Do you have a complaint?

Nope!

Drit?

What we came with. Everyone comes from somewhere.

It ins't awlyas esay ot gte rib of.

Can't get rid of it. It's us. Purify the toxins and you're left with nothing.

Veyr tuer.

Your letters are all out of order.

Yaeh.

I'm sorry, that must be very confusing.

It cluod de wrose.

Yuo konw, is't ncie ot be alde to tkal to yuo wiohtut lal of teh itnerfrecne.

My voice sounds funny when you hear it.

To de frai, it's hrad ot maek otu in eth frist plcea.

Red birds, huh.

Eagle-eyed? Hawk-eyed? Difficult to identify. Whatever it is, it hurt my head. Had to get me away.

I don't know, but it was in an eye. Hurts my head too. Do you see stuff like this too? Are you okay?

Don't see it, know it. But some of it I made up, or they made up. It's not always real. Could ask you the same question.

No, I'm fine, just the headaches. If you know something about what's happening- the red bird, you can tell me.

Don't know what's real and what's made up.

um Well the way I see it is that we were all apparently fake before, so now it doesn't hurt to assume its all real. Even the tough stuff, you know?

Phoeonixes, huh?

Five.

That's a bigger number than average.

Metaphors tend to multiply.

Still a big number.

You're precog, aren't you?

No, I'm River.

Sorry, my bad. River, then. I'm Rachel.

What do you know about phoenix?

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