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The elimination ceremony didn't help her feel better like she thought it would, she thought voting nickel would give her more confidence in herself but now balloon and nickel were both gone due to a surprise double elimination and baseball was ignoring her. It felt like she was drowning and no one was coming to save her, The only one on her team who even spoke to her was knife but even then he seems concerned about something going on with Microphone.
So here suitcase was, sitting alone on that familer dock that she's gone to multiple times before to think. It was a quiet night most of the other contestants already asleep either unaware or uncaring of the emotional storm growing in her. Her hallucinations have been getting worse since the elimination a few days ago, it felt like tentacles wrapping around her pulling her deeper and deeper into the darkest corners of her mind. She wondered what would happen if she just..let herself drown, it most likely wouldn't work mephone could just revive her but then again some how both bow and dough died permanently so maybe it was possible. She sat questioning how it would work not noticing the hours passing by until a twig snapping caught her attention.She turned around and saw one of those metags she saw at the meeple HQ a few months ago , it started walking into the woods and she didn't know why but suitcase followed it. The metag walked deeper and deeper into the woods soon going past the shows border until they reached a clearing where someone was waiting for her. She recognized the object as Steve cobs founder of Meeple.
" ah suitcase I'm so glad to see you i think you and I should have a talk"