[The camera turns on, a blur of the grayish room before it fixes on the bed a rather strange object laying upon it.
A thick withed blade, completely rusted. The hilt was less than the blade, but more tarnished than anything. And the handle itself, down to the bare metal. Its covering, once covered in a brilliant red woven cloth, practically tattered
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Now you know why I've been holding myself up in my room ever since I got home.
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