[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
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[Alois watches, trying to figure out if he looks familiar, or if he just wishes he did. soon enough, he cuts in front of him and stares straight up. whoever it was, they looked like they would be able to answer his questions.]
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Why am I here?
[who needs manners anyway?]
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[frowns down at the child who just cut him off]
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[he's not moving until he gets answers, either.]
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You opened a music box. It's how we all got here.
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