004 ;; Phone

[nodifferentfate]

I think... I think I died.

[Padmé's voice sounds quiet and confused, like she's still trying to piece things together herself.]

But, how is this possible? When you- [She chokes on the word for a second, before firmly grasping her tone of cool control.] When you die, one normally doesn't return from death. Is it the norm at this place?

[She pauses.]

And somethings still don't feel right. I'm so cold.

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[donttellmetheodds]

Just keep it in mind. You can't really trust the police around here so I'll step up to do what I can.