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[worldentire]

[When the video comes on, it shows a suddenly timid Sinclair cleaning up the remnants of the bloody sheets. The five dogs (for the two ripped apart by m!Jack were granted life again by the mansion) are sitting across the room, staring at him, as if they don't know what to do. Sinclair's quietly murmuring to himself, unsure of how to properly

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[audio] Say, what's that on your sheets there?

[fraterminor]

Mr. Sinclair? Is everything alright?

[audio] Oh, just the blood of my beloved dogs and the mirror of the man I called my son. Don't worry

[worldentire]

O-Of course, Mister P-Pendergast.

[audio] D8

[fraterminor]

Are you sure? You don't sound quite right.

[audio] *bright smiles*

[worldentire]

I'm j-just fine.

[audio]

[fraterminor]

[Concern face... or voice, I guess.]

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