[Tryde is walking down a hallway, but not alone. Kitty Miranda is on his back. He agreed to carry her if she would be able to track his prey, but it seems even she doesn’t know where she is going.]
Go this way. [points to a hallway]
We already went that way.
No we didn’t….It just that all the hallways look the same.
Liar.
I’m not.
…Get off {Begins
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