[ The stranger eventually leaves, leaving dream-Tatara alone on the cold concrete to bleed out. He reaches for his phone, makes a phone call, and distressed voices come from the other end.
The real Tatara's eyes lower to look at Day. He bites his lip, keeping his tears back, and gives a small nod.
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The real Tatara's eyes lower to look at Day. He bites his lip, keeping his tears back, and gives a small nod.
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