We went after The Whispers today. Their mold has been spreading into the facility. It’s screwing with people. They took spray bottles of that toxic gas along. If I couldn’t get rid of them, we were at least going to de-mold the place.
I did get rid of The Whispers, but they did not go quietly.
They aren’t fighters. They weren’t here to attack me directly like the others apparently want to do. They just couldn’t leave.
It would seem erasing The City messed with their individual realms. They can’t travel as easily. The Shadows helped me more than they knew.
The Whispers said the rest of the Fears were headed this way. Slowly but surely, they would come to stop me. This world would be theirs. And if I would stop this and join them, they could stop my world from being erased.
They’re lying. Nothing can stop this. My only chance is to get rid of them all. Get rid of the trigger and stop the reset.
The suits cleared out the mold and I erased The Whispers so they couldn’t spread themselves again.
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