We're not certain it's him yet.
-To Stanton-
Long story. Want to hear it?
What if there’s no better word than just not saying anything?It's-
Well, really inconvenient for me if it's cold weather or raining/snowing.
...
I'm just the first one to do it back home- I'm trying to keep it a secret if at all possible-
But I'm only making this exception, seeing as it'll benefit my path to getting back home.
1.5 imperial gallons of tea were consumed during the writing of this postRight, where do I start?
We're a group of interdimensional travellers. We had a friend named Mike Luckas who was taken into another universe's Vegas. We found out that the Vegas was actually a testing ground for extra-terrestrials we called Suits, who were working with a powerful being who called himself the Auditor. We'd encountered him before, messing around with Mike. Some of us who encountered it seemed to think it was Satan, not that I'm in any way inclined to believe that. The Auditor was using clones to test humanity, manipulating them and the city to test different variables and their impact on their lives. They cloned some of us, as well. Eventually we were able to fight back, wipe out the Suits and get rid of the Auditor, but not for good. He fled, and Vegas was saved.
I doubt he's just given up, though.
What if there’s no better word than just not saying anything?

"We'll finish him this time. I'll make sure we do."