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Oct. 8th, 2004 12:56 pm*Raph spent the better part of yesterday and last night trying to find Tim, to no avail. The resulting frustration reached its peak early this morning, resulting in lightning strikes from his own personal storm cloud. It was then that he pinched the bridge of his nose and thought that maybe bed would be a good idea. When he opened his eyes, he found himself on the roof again. Too agitated to sleep, he sits as close to the edge of the roof as he can manage, and stares blankly out onto his frozen city.*