#halfdeadpurifier

Zone 0 was always much calmer than the other Zones. The air still smelled stale but the smell of decay was not resent here like it was in Zone 1, and the metal of the small Zone was rusted in places and missing pieces here and there but it was no where near as bad as anywhere else. Isaac did like to spend time here occasionally, it gave him the ability to clear his head a bit and get way from the thick smoke that hung around the mine.

Isaac on a chest on the outside of the building, staring up at the dark and cloudy sky. He often wondered if the clouds would ever clear in this place, he wouldn’t mind seeing the sun here sometime. He doubted that it would happen though, especially when they hadn’t found and fixed the source of the files corruption.

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halfdeadpurifier

One could call the citizens of the file ghosts. They wandered about, transparent and intangible, rushing from building to building. But..the strangest part was the fact that actual specters floated about with the elsen in the very same state. Yet not a single elsen acknowledged the existence of the specters and vice versa.  This was the type of sight that The Batter had come accustomed to, and ever now and then he would stick his bat out and trip an elsen or prod a specter with his bat and watch the looks of confusion. It was a fun little game, one to keep him busy. He had been playing his game when he heard footsteps. He immediately spun around and gripped tightly onto his bat, glaring at the intruder. 

dfabbatter: hey fren

me: yes

dfabbatter: listen

me: ok

dfabbatter: so how about casey but get this

me: alright

dfabbater: booty shorts thunder thighs tank top

me: 

"Okay."