[ Royce startles into awareness, gasping as he drags himself up. His head throbs, and he's dizzy, but he ignores it. He pulls himself to his feet, staring down at the dead. The woman, the man he'd killed - and no Mercy. ]
They took - they took her. [ Royce says, breathing picking up. Don't panic. Don't. He makes his way to Alfie, reaching to steady both of them. ]
Mercy, they -- [ Royce says, and he's already shifting his demeanor, he won't panic - so he flattens out instead, struggling. ]
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They took - they took her. [ Royce says, breathing picking up. Don't panic. Don't. He makes his way to Alfie, reaching to steady both of them. ]
Mercy, they -- [ Royce says, and he's already shifting his demeanor, he won't panic - so he flattens out instead, struggling. ]