It seemed that whatever happened last week has died down but it looked like no one got hurt so...that's a good thing.

[A voice said as she gave a small sigh. Normally she would be a little more cheerful whenever she made a post but right now, she wanted to make a few things clear]

But I wanted to let everyone know that those who knew Walter Delques? I'm afraid that he went back home.

[While she did wish that most people would return home where they would be safer, Walter's case was a bit...different. After all, he was dead the last time she saw him.]

And also...Roxas, if you can hear this, can I talk to you for a moment?

Breaking news!

I'm getting reports that as of late yesterday night, all citizens stricken by the body-switching plague are being returned to their own natural forms. They're finding themselves back where they belong, presumably wiser, and with more understanding of their fellow citizens than before.

After all, haven't we all heard the saying, "Walk a mile in a man's shoes, and you will know that he's leaving a trail of bloody footprints behind as he chases you, desperate to get his shoes back. Youuuu dirty thief!"

[This last was delivered in an increasingly menacing tone, ending in an accusatory snarl. Then suddenly, his tone is chipper again]

And so we close yet another chapter in the saga that is our dread-filled, yet ultimately benign, lives.

Vatheon, we have weathered this crisis, and once again we have said to the universe "No! You won't break us! We may have gills, but we'll just learn how to swim! We may accidentally burn the city down with powers we cannot understand and can barely control, but that's what all the water is for! You may have proven that ultimately our consciousness is something which can be easily ripped from the fragile container that we call 'ourselves' and housed within another corporal shell for the amusement of shadowy, and unknowable powers, but that's fine."

In the end, Vatheon, as we learned something about the body we were forced to endure, haven't we learned something about ourselves? And isn't that something to be thankful for?

So please, turn to your neighbour, and - if the entity which recently controlled your body left you with the ability to move and speak - embrace them, and tell them that you understand them a little better. Because listeners, we're all in this together. And sometimes, we're in other things. Together.

This has been Vatheon Community Radio. Good night, listeners.

Good night.