[She'll find absolutely nothing there. No person in a mask. No creature lurking in the night. There aren't even any footprints.]
[There's just the cool night air, the occasional sound of a neighbor's barking dog, and the wind in the leaves.]
[But there's nothing to fight. Nothing at all.]
[Because the monster is in Hunter's head.]
[The monster is memory. It's the truth, bearing down on him, his real self trying to force him to accept the pain so he can recover everything else that isn't pain alongside it.]
[Everyone else. Because he's forgotten so many people that are important to him.]
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[There's just the cool night air, the occasional sound of a neighbor's barking dog, and the wind in the leaves.]
[But there's nothing to fight. Nothing at all.]
[Because the monster is in Hunter's head.]
[The monster is memory. It's the truth, bearing down on him, his real self trying to force him to accept the pain so he can recover everything else that isn't pain alongside it.]
[Everyone else. Because he's forgotten so many people that are important to him.]
[That means there's nothing for Eda to find.]