[ Transcribed shuffling, followed by a door slowly creaking open ]
Roxas ..?
[ A small pause, then light footsteps ]
Roxas? It's ..
[ Sound of the journal being placed on the table, then some rustling ]
Wake ..
[ Another pause ]
Why don't you ..
Why isn't he .. Why isn't he ..
[ The rustling gets more desperate ]H-he's .. He's not .. He
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