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In the study room. The room was so quiet and a bit dark. It would have been darker if not for the small light that seeped through the brown curtains. The room was so quiet to the point one wouldn't know if someone was inside. He sat on the chair behind the table. His eyes were closed as he faced the curtains, and his back rested on the chair. On his left-hand side lies a long jacket on the floor. He had removed it and threw it on the floor carelessly last night. He kept moving uncomfortably, his hand going over the cut on his arm that had seeped a lot of blood on his shirt. Just then, the door was pushed open. ** Amelia walked into the room with a tray. She slowed down as she was met with a darkroom. "What does he have with dark rooms?" She thought as she walked slowly. "Alpha Aid
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