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Irony Is Seldom Absent (Dirk/Jake)"Who knows the end? What has risen may sink, and what has sunk may rise. Loathsomeness waits and dreams in the deep, and decay spreads over the tottering cities of men." -H. P. Lovecraft, "The Call of Cthulhu"
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You are Jake English, and you've been living with him for nearly two years now. Or has it been longer? You can't really tell anymore. How long have you been here, in this room? You aren't sure, but it feels like these walls plastered in posters are all you can remember. You've stared at the posters for too long, and the faces of the actors and actresses have turned into a nigh-indistinguishable amorphous stain on the wall.
Occasionally, the faces pop back to life and stare at you with their dead eyes until you get spooked and he has to calm you down again with that voice of his.
It's much too calm, like it's been for the past year or so. Behind the calmness, you can hear the faintest sing-song quality to it, and that in itself unsettles you. You can't thin