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--no, this is wrong, this is all wrong- I can't be here, it's not-- I can't!

[Afternoon, Asgard. There may just be a video clicking on now, showing a man who's partially wounded with bandages on his forehead, standing in the middle of the city and feverishly flipping through pages he has in his hand. He looks worn, tire, almost as if he's seen a ghost standing right beside him. His voice is panicked, and he's talking to himself a mile a minute.]

Not in the manuscript, I'm not... I'm not supposed to be here- what is this?! I have to get back to Bright Falls! I can't be here, don't they understand? Alice-

[He starts shouting, terrified of what's gone wrong.]

Alice? ALICE!! Where are you??

[And then he goes back to panicking at a normal tone, sounding almost hysterical.]

Oh god, oh god. This isn't Bright Falls. I have to get back! [He turns to the citizens walking by, a huge sea of gray, and begs with them.] Please, I know you need help right now, but I have to go back! I'll do whatever you want afterwards, I promise! Please, just please, send me back! Alice, I have to save her! PLEASE!!

[The people look at him, but say nothing, and continue on. Alan sinks to his knees, looking rather hopeless and dejected as it's slowly dawning on him that no one cares. One of the residents accidentally bumps into the papers in his hand, and they scatter, leaving the man to himself to pick up the pieces in a massive crowd.

Someone help the poor guy out? He's close to a mental breakdown. )8]

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[FACE IN HANDS he looks so defeated right now.]

They don't care, do they.

[Where is this sympathy coming from.]

The only reliable person is yourself. Do you need to depend on what brought you here?

[He shakes his head.]

No. But I don't know what it's going to do, now that I'm not there.

[Alice regards him with a somber stare, straightening her blood-stained apron.]

You did read that letter- the one the woman gave you, didn't you?

[A blink, and some silence. Guess who didn't pay attention to anything?]

[Oh, lord. Alice pulls out her own letter out of her apron pocket. She props it open and reads it out-loud.]

[For a long moment Alan just listens, vaguely remembering this woman telling him about a house... and saving this world. But he was too panicked, too terrified, wondering why he was here and why he couldn't save Alice. Nothing else mattered, he had run out to find an exit, to get out, only to realize he was stuck here, for good.

Finally, he picks his head back up, and tries to speak, words failing him until all he can say is what he remembers:]

...Odin... the woman said I belonged in Odin.

[She watches. Alice has hard time trying to convey her sympathy for him -- she understands this. Alice doesn't reach out to comfort him, just watch him.]

And I belong in Hel.

[Dreadfully ironic.]

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