A dark, curtained room. A chair. A gramophone playing cheap-sounding jazz ... What is this place anyway.
You don't remember? Hehehe, that's hilarious. Neither do we. Looks like we'll have to start all over again, won't we, Soul?
What are you? If you don't remember anything, how do you know my name anyway, eh?
Why, that's simple, Soul! Because we
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I believe I've already explained this to you once.
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This is quite confusing. Do you have a twin?
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*rubs his head, still trying to mop up the blood from his fall*
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