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do you think this blog is coming back or is it done forever?
((i have no idea whatsoever.))
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Again, the details are getting to Sento, but he pushes on. If anyone were to look at his face, it'd be plainly obvious he's upset by what he's reading, but he's too focused on the code to be distracted by anyone around him.
It talks about his fear of abandonment, moving onto his uncle’s death, and once again, it skips forward to his 20s, seems like there’s something in the 16-20s area where he refuses to remember. It moves on to his fear of death and vulnerability, until, once again, moving onto his time in the military.
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“I’m sorry Forzen, I’m uh here for you even if I don’t know or can’t do anything.” B3’s tone sounds a bit uncertain, wishing he could actually do smth to help
He glances at B3 for a moment, then back at the ground, baring his teeth in pain again.
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Certain that he's done all he can with the Sorrow file, Sento moves back to the Fear file, starting to translate whatever text is below the variables he already fixed.
The file basically also tells events of his life, starting with his fear of abandonment being started by his father leaving, his mother being too drugged up to care and only having his Uncle to take care of him, as you go further it starts to go more in detail about his childhood fears and what happened in his childhood, of course, there is code in between to connect all the stuff in order for it to work.
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“Frosty don’t use your voice rn, just nod or shake. You feeling any slight better?”
He has to really focus on what B3 is saying to be able to respond, He just slightly shrugs to the best of his ability before wincing fully again.
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“Probably, never met her before, Frosty and sat don’t like her much tho.” B3 looks to Forzen. “You okay? You’re too quiet.”
He barely notices him addressing him before responding with a simple 
“ N̸̢̡̨o͜҉͏̸̡n̵.̨͢͟”
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"Wh- Is she afraid of hands or something?" - E
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Each and every word Sento read only made him more afraid for Forzen. And, more importantly, it made him more afraid OF Shawn. The same dude who was responsible for all of this pain, was right there in the room with them. Sento glanced over at him, with an expression as if he was expecting the other man to just up and kill someone the moment he looked away, before eventually returning to the window and deleting most of the repeated phrases at the end. It... wasn't much, but it could help.
He seemed to tense up as those thoughts were erased, before looking back at the ground, he’s very quiet, far too quiet than how he is normally. Now that the Sorrow.fzn file is for the most part finished, it would probably be reasonable to move back to the Fear.fzn file.
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“That wouldn’t have happened if you listened.”
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With no other option, Sento continues along the text, trying to decipher what he can. He hopes that the later text could perhaps provide context for the missing chunks, so he could just write them in manually later. There was also the option of rewriting it entirely but... That just didn't sit right with him. God knows he knew how painful having your identity messed with can be, there was no way he was subjecting anyone else to it.
Most of the code just tells most of what Shawn has done to him, besides a lot of missing chunks of information, until finally going up to a couple moments ago, the text is hard to decode but basically says: 
Shawn is going to leave. Shawn is going to leave. Shawn is going to leave. Shawn is going to leave. Shawn is going to leave. Shawn is going to leave. Shawn is going to leave. Shawn is going to leave. Shawn is going to leave. Shawn is going to leave. Shawn is going to leave. Shawn is going to leave. Shawn is going to leave. Shawn is going to leave. Shawn is going to leave. Shawn is going to leave. Shawn is going to leave. Shawn is going to leave. Shawn is going to leave. Shawn is going to leave. Shawn is going to leave. Shawn is going to leave. Shawn is going to leave. THEY’RE ALL GOING TO LEAVE. THEY’RE ALL GOING TO LEAVE. THEY’RE ALL GOING TO LEAVE. THEY’RE ALL GOING TO LEAVE. THEY’RE ALL GOING TO LEAVE. THEY’RE ALL GOING TO LEAVE. THEY’RE ALL GOING TO LEAVE. THEY’RE ALL GOING TO LEAVE. THEY’RE ALL GOING TO LEAVE. THEY’RE ALL GOING TO LEAVE. THEY’RE ALL GOING TO LEAVE. THEY’RE ALL GOING TO LEAVE. THEY’RE ALL GOING TO LEAVE. THEY’RE ALL GOING TO LEAVE. THEY’RE ALL GOING TO LEAVE. THEY’RE ALL GOING TO LEAVE. THEY’RE ALL GOING TO LEAVE. THEY’RE ALL GOING TO LEAVE. THEY’RE ALL GOING TO LEAVE. THEY’RE ALL GOING TO LEAVE. THEY’RE ALL GOING TO LEAVE. THEY’RE ALL GOING TO LEAVE. THEY’RE ALL GOING TO LEAVE.
The text goes on for many many lines until getting too corrupted to even decode.
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*Immediately she flinches back. Pulling her hand away from him with a frightened whimper and staring straight at his hand.*
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“W̡͓̺͈̫̻ͩ̌̐̋͝h͓͔̖̳̱̻͇ͫ̐̾͟͢ạ̩͈̫̰ͤ͋̌̀ͅt̫̭ͭͣ̚͡ ̺̦̺̯͚̗̙̀̾̃ͪͨͣ͆̓͘d͗̿̾̂̓҉͕̫͔̲́i̢̳̻̭̲̝ͧ̒ͦ̌́d̛̘͚͖͍͔ͦ̏ͮ̒͒͒ ̵̴͓̝̜̠̲͇̞ͭ͒͗͐ͣ̊̃͛Ǐ͈̦̦̺̗̳͔̩͞ ̷̝̱͖̝̥̮͐s̻̎ͣ́͡â̧̱̤̦̣ͦ̔͑̆͋̈ͭy̶̡̥̯̫͈͖͊” He grabs her hand and pushes it away. “Don’t fucking touch! I’m serious.”
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They raise a fist at her "Also, don't poke me. That's pretty rude." - E
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*She approaches B3 until she is inches away from his face. Lifting one of her hands up and smacking the top of his helmet like a bongo.* "BAP :) Touched you!!"
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Sento is barely registering the chaos around him, as he continues to try and decipher the text. Every time he hits a wall, where it's too mangled to even guess at the meaning, his expression grows more worried. Eventually, he looks up, still barely aware of what's going on around him, as if he's going to ask someone for help. Then, the contents of the text enter his mind again, and he ducks back down. Asking someone else for help should be his last resort, to maintain Forzen's privacy.
Forzen glances at him before wincing in pain again, his whole body wracked with it. 
Maybe the mangled text was content that was erased from his mind? 
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Why the fuck has this place become such a fucking nightmarescape?! First all this stuff with Forzen now the fucking cat monster... Am I dead? Did I die and go to hell? FUCK THIS SHIT! [He runs out screaming, firing his gun wildly into the halls]
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