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On how mayfield_rpg might end

What? Mun, no! You can't let that happen. What if I don't get home that way? What if I end up getting stuck? What if...?!

[The kid is panicking hard here. His mun doesn't want to put him through that either but if worse comes to worse it'll have to happen.]

What about the others? We can't leave them there, even if that does work...

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[Grandmaaaaaa, he's glad to see you here, even if he's not sure how to take it that you just shoved his sort of kind of friend away. But he will take the hug.]

It's more complicated than that... I've been there for awhile and things are getting worse.

[But he nods slowly to her weak smile.]

Promise?

[Motherly instincts often get the best of her. She frowned suddenly, a bit taken aback...]

[She bit her lip, a helpless look barely visible on her face.] I wish I was there with you..so that I could help somehow...or at least try.

[She glowered at the girl, holding herself back from lashing out. There were better ways to handle talking about uncertainty with a child.]

Promise. [And she meant and believed it.]

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I'll find a way...you and gramps did, so I know I can.

[He just doesn't want to get cursed again and not be able to wake up.]

[She smiled warmly for a brief moment.] Just think, you never gave up on Emma, and she pulled through. She finally believed.

Just don't lose that hope that I know you have. [Maybe she needs to take her own advice right about now...]

[She frowned upon the idea of Henry going under the curse again...she did not approve... though she didn't know the situation or how to come up with an alternate suggestion. Dying was certainly not an option.]

[But now...Henry just moves away looking back at Snow.]

I just found out from my mun...I'm not going home. Because, I don't have a home to go back to.

[She reaches out to him as he steps backward...what's going on?]

[And then...her heart stops.]

W- what do you mean, Henry? [She grips his arms gently as she crouches down, looking deeply into his frightened eyes.]

In Mayfield...I'm not the real Henry. I'm just a copy of him. The real Henry's home safe.

A ....copy?

[She looks quite perplexed...how can this be?]

But...how? ... and why? [She frowns. She doesn't like this at all. It sounds like some kind of dark, twisted magic to her.]

The man who brought us all there couldn't really bring us. So he made copies of the original...

[Snow can only wonder if these 'copies' are still linked to the original people that they were created from...What happens if...if the copy is injured...or dies or something. A thousand what if's raced through her thoughts.]

How...how can that be? So you...right now, you're apparently a copy? [She panics all of a sudden.] W- what happened to the real you? Or..the other you..

[She is beyond confused. ~~(Her mun even more so. XD)~~ If copy Henry can have conversation with her...recognize her, then what about the real Henry. Is he alright?]

I dunno...it's just what that man could do. But the other me is safe back in Storybrooke...with all of you. I guess that's the good thing about this. You're all safe and he is too.

[Can you tell it hurts for him to say this? That he can't ever see the people he loves because he's not the real him.]

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And i just found out the horrible truth. Have mid post game update

D:

This won't affect any of my further dear mun posts or forever after, but yay for sadness

Noted! Poor Henry.. :C

Indeed he's not taking it well.

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