Wrath: Well....if this is to be our home--- our hospital---we're going to unmask. Okay by you? If we don't bleed on you---or breathe too heavily on you--  Mindmistress: Oh, brother.Wrath: --You'll probably be fine. Probably.  How much do you know?  Mindmistress: Start with when the meteorite fell.

Wrath (off-camera): Screams.  Chaos.   The ceiling collapsed.  A fun time was had by all.  As we...changed.Wrath (Caption): Our outside contact...was my 'wild' sixteen-year-old dropout cousin. We gave her financialindependence. She was bringing us supplies...when she saw our stone quarry hideout smoke-shrouded. Cousin: Great. Just... great.




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