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[You probably won't notice him, until it's too late.
But it's okay. For once, he's not looking out for you.
The six inch figurine is walking with his head pointed up toward the ceiling.
There's something painted on it that no one's noticed.
Arrows.
And they're leading somewhere.
An exit? Treasure? A trap? Who knows~ They might even be the arrows that besomeothername put on the walls a while ago.]
But it's okay. For once, he's not looking out for you.
The six inch figurine is walking with his head pointed up toward the ceiling.
There's something painted on it that no one's noticed.
Arrows.
And they're leading somewhere.
An exit? Treasure? A trap? Who knows~ They might even be the arrows that besomeothername put on the walls a while ago.]