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[Alois could only remember sitting at the base of a tree with the music box, and even that memory was hazy. His stab wound from the day prior was now gone as well, though his clothes were tattered and stained.
He looks around the Golden Entranceway, unable to find any solid reason as to why he was here, why he had a seal in his pocket, or why there was a key around his neck. The longer he spent thinking of everything, the more discouraged he became. At this point, he was almost desperate. He was already in a vulnerable state before he arrived here. He looked up at the arches and sighed.]
Claude...?
He looks around the Golden Entranceway, unable to find any solid reason as to why he was here, why he had a seal in his pocket, or why there was a key around his neck. The longer he spent thinking of everything, the more discouraged he became. At this point, he was almost desperate. He was already in a vulnerable state before he arrived here. He looked up at the arches and sighed.]
Claude...?