[He reaches under the edge of his hand and pulls out the piece of paper. The piece of paper is smeared in blood and ink. He holds it out.] It was hanging from a fan.
Seemed to match the circle of markings. [They’re both touched by blood. Not his usual problem. Up close the crystal in his helmet matches the glow of his eyes. The glow dims. His system check is over.] Couldn’t tell you what any of this means.
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Seemed to match the circle of markings. [They’re both touched by blood. Not his usual problem. Up close the crystal in his helmet matches the glow of his eyes. The glow dims. His system check is over.] Couldn’t tell you what any of this means.