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One by one they fell...even my precious 977. In his last moments, I know he thought of me, had me in his heart, perhap, when he drank from his mug one last time. He thought of Tao as well, when he tucked away the gas mask and the vial. He was so calm, so peaceful as he walked to meet his demise. Even in the dark hour, he saw the good in Santa...and he was right.

I watched the events that followed in Barton. Sasha looked to be a goner for sure...or was the Ian? Either way a figure appeared...there was no way it -couldn't- have been Gino.

Later, I joined the Rescue effort, in hopes of saving my elven friends...in hopes of seeing 977 again. I started the rally cry, but I cannot help but feel empty.

And then...I saw this.



Be still, my beating heart. A chance occurrance led me to seeing this...5 hours after the dust cleared...and he was alive? Could I be so lucky?

Oh, but do not think for a moment that my beautiful 003 has been forgotten. I can only pray that your fuzzies friends keep you warm long enough for us to find you.