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Daniil Dankovsky has lost his utopia, and Clara has lost her future. Bound by mutual failure and the waiting grave, the cynical doctor and the homeless miracle worker somehow stayed together at the Stillwater.
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When the interrogation ends, Daniil doesn't have to face the reality alone. Artemy Burakh came all the way to Capital just for him. And just in time as Daniil's physical and mental health crumbles.
Spoilers for Pathologic 3. Especially day 9 and the ending in general.
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- Part 2 of Out Of Time
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28 Jan 2026
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Family isn’t something that happens overnight. Unless you’re Artemy Burakh, in which case it happens over four nights, and hopefully lasts forever.
A look into the Burakh household, told in pieces.
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25 Jan 2026
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“Bachelor?” Artemy called, causing the doctor to jump to his feet, scrambling to grab something from his coat before meeting the Haruspex’s eyes and relaxing somewhat.
“Ah, Burakh,” Dankovsky sighed. “Don’t scare – er, startle me like that! I nearly shot you.”
“You’re one to talk,” Artemy replied, wagging his own firearm. “Having fun there?”
“Pardon?”
“The mirrors.”Bookmarked by Fishy3110
19 Jan 2026
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Artemy once promised Daniil he would follow him to trial if the situation ever arose. Looks like he turned out to be a liar. But perhaps he is willing to hide Daniil from the nosy inspectors looking for him?
As far as the capital knows, Daniil killed himself in the steppes after the bombardment of The Polyhedron, and the whole town seems willing to corroborate this.
But a mysterious dark-haired man has shown up at the house of the Haruspex to help him restore the town... and he bears a remarkable resemblance to the big-city doctor.Bookmarked by Fishy3110
13 Jan 2026
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As the ground beneath his boot soles shivered, the Haruspex at last knew what the odonghs meant when they said they could sense the weight of every pair of feet on the streets of the town.
Because he felt footsteps that should not be there, crossing the Bridge Square.
Walking west, to where the sun set, the steps spoke their own rhythmic language, tolling like a warning bell: I am going to see this to the end.
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02 Jan 2026