[Harvey steps out from behind his podium and starts approaching the stage. His hands are empty at his sides, he's no threat - and he doesn't even care if they think he is. Two months, twelve deaths (yes, twelve), all for this.]
No one's happy all the time. That ain't real, that's just somethin' you hear outta cultists and - and outer gods! You're a puppet dancin' on strings, and this guy's gotten so far in your head that you can't even see it. What's in those hot springs - what happened to you?
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[Harvey steps out from behind his podium and starts approaching the stage. His hands are empty at his sides, he's no threat - and he doesn't even care if they think he is. Two months, twelve deaths (yes, twelve), all for this.]
No one's happy all the time. That ain't real, that's just somethin' you hear outta cultists and - and outer gods! You're a puppet dancin' on strings, and this guy's gotten so far in your head that you can't even see it. What's in those hot springs - what happened to you?