Scott and Betsy

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( A little bit of closure... )

Logs // Family [Evan, Terry, Scott, Forge, Dani, Catseye]

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Some things are sometimes inevitable. A return to the point of beginning, that had nothing to do with places or events, but just with people and hopes and dreams. Evan Smith finally finds his way to the mansion, under a pretext most mundane. Car accidents are part of every day life in a sense after all, aren't they?

( The sun is down, enjoyed the dream� // I'm full of hope, that you think of me // I think of you and how much you mattered // When I'm torn, torn to tattered )

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Scott heads downstairs to investigate this mysterious claim of an accident with his precious car. Evan, as it turns out, isn't all that good a liar when the chips are down, but sticks to his story faithfully while keeping it as simple as possible, hanging on to threads of memories never truly forgotten.

( In a classroom somewhere alone // Looking at the window scene // Sun is going down through the line of trees // I day dream )

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One by one, people are drawn to the scene, be it by purpose or accident, until the one person directly concerned by all of this also shows up, drawn by the voices and the sound of her name being spoken aloud.

( And in my head I walk along // All the paths we have been on // There is a chance to bridge the line // Between two points ruptured in time )