[ He's seen quite a bit take place within the past few weeks, and since he's assumed the patrons have had time to explore the new room they've opened, he thinks it high time to stir the pot. It's time to ruffle the feathers of his play-mates, to see past the facades of happiness they've tried to erect while rebuilding their lives in this prison
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Rest assured, none still can, for we do not truly exist.
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Unless, that is, Luck happens to be your name.
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