C. E. I.: Redacted Runaways. [COMPLETED]
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    C. E. I.: Redacted Runaways. [COMPLETED]

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    Emails. Letters. And messages all before the disaster in C. E. I Facility. How will it go down.. Who will be the cause.. Betrayals... Or unexpected visitors...every phases have its own parts to show.. The meltdown.. The arrival... The greed... Th...

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    Anon Mi Spirit Game

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    [The dead scientists, agents and Founders all woke up. Separated from each other... They found themselves in a old Paris like maze.. Dark with old streetlight illuminating the paths... They all don't realize until now that this was Anon Mi game.. A game for those who died from certain cei monsters.. No way out... No where to go.. Deterioration grew on the players who been here much longer...] 
    Dr Creativity: "Wh.. Where are we... This doesn't look like heaven at all.." 
    Dr Potato: "Yeah... Looks like a town... European I believe.. My head hurts." 
    Founder Marcus: "Hmmm.. I think I remember this place... An old Time Paris.."
    Dr Dizzy: "Paris... Well that's a relief.. But it doesn't look... New... Is this 1800 Paris?"
    Dr Crones: "I believe so... Somehow... We're all here instead of the afterlife.." 
    Dr York: "Yeah... And look.. We're all ghosts.." 
    Dr Dot: "Ghost?! Hehehe......" 
    Dr Crab: "Don't you think about it...." 
    Founder Vincent: "I guess its best we go and look for something or someone... And find our way out of here.." 
    [...] 
    Dr Thumb: "This place looks eerie... I don't know this where we are..." 
    Dr Chatterbox: "Agree....how come we not where should usually go.." 
    Agent Moonstone: "Why ask me? I don't know any of this stuff..." 
    Agent Oberon: "So do I.." 
    Weasel: "Hmmm... But why though... This is mysterious after all... I hate it." 
    Founder Joel: "Looks like we all gotta find out for ourselves then.. Maybe head to that clock tower over there."
    Dr Pluto: "I have a feeling we're in limbo..." 
    ???: "Vous avez en effet raison." [You are indeed correct.] 
    Dr Coral: "Who said that...." 
    Agent Frost Cake: "No idea.. But it sound French." 
    Founder Reuben: "Sounds like is coming from over there!" 
    Dr Chatterbox: "OI CAN YOU SAY SOMETHING VOICE!" 
    ???: "Les petites âmes faibles se sont demandées dans mon jeu." [Small, weak souls wondered into my game..] 
    Weasel: "What did he say.. OK WHICH ONE OF YOU GUYS KNOW FRENCH?!" 
    Dr Pluto: "Not me..." 
    Dr Thumb: "Not me either..." 
    Agent Oberon: "How should I know?!" 
    Agent Moonstone: "I can speak Spanish." 
    Founder Reuben: "I do understand a little.." 
    [...] 
    ???: "Retrouvez vos amis de l'autre côté de Paris.. Ne soyez pas en retard.. Mon groupe bloquera votre route au fur et à mesure de vos recherches." [Find your friends on the other side of Paris.. Don't be late.. My group will block your route as you seek.]
    Dr Creativity: "Find your friends on the other side of Paris..... "
    Dr York: "You know what he's saying?" 
    Dr Creativity: "Of course I do.. I go to my French class every time!"
    Dr Dot: "Uhmmm guys.... Is it me or... There a bunch of cloak people with long hats and... Strange masks marching towards us on the left..."
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