You stumble across a room filled with papers, and some files. You then read one of the files and it turns out to be hospital records, pictures of her with wounds. You then see a picture of Holly in the past, and she looks happy. But then you saw another picture of her that’s broken. Then suddenly I was behind you. What are you doing? I narrowed my eyes at you, my eyes glowing. I see the file you’re holding. Now I’m silently waiting for an answer from you.
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