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[sleepingpath]

[In the middle of the floor is a drawing in green crayon on construction paper. What the drawing is of isn't of any importance, really. If anything, it just looks like a four-year-old might have drawn it. Further down is another piece of paper, covered in random, incoherent scribbles, not quite drawings and not quite letters. At the next

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[recall_tragedy]

[An akuma is also roaming the halls tonight. selfdeluded said he was going to haunt him, so maybe...?

He's examining the writing, and has yet to notice Allen.]

[sleepingpath]

[Maybe... for now, you'll get Emma. Brownsprout is recoiling away from Mana, though. No Akuma, he doesn't like them.]

[yOu aRe B ad]

[recall_tragedy]

[He stares at the writing for a few moments, then smiles without any humor.] I know.

[sleepingpath]

[Go awAy]

[recall_tragedy]

Who are you? Allen looks to be asleep, so...

[sleepingpath]

[emMa

yOu arE BaD. go awAy]

[recall_tragedy]

[He nods jerkily and turns to walk away. No need to tempt the killing instinct.]