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　　You decided to wander the town before meeting up with Lucille.

　　Greeted with a sudden gush of cold wind upon leaving the premises, you hugged yourself as you jogged down the stairs. You squinted a few times, readjusting your vision to the natural light. Spending too much time inside the dim archive room made your eyes hurt.If you encounter this narrative on Amazon, note that it`s taken without the author`s consent. Report it.

　　Under the dancing multicolored distortion in your vision, you saw a tall woman with a long, straight beige dress enter a familiar car. She looked quite agitated.

　　Was it Lucille? You rubbed your eyes, but your vision worsened.

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