dreiundneunzig

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[ Voice Transmission Start ]

[sound of a door creaking, followed by footsteps]

Franca? ...Franca?

[a pause]

Not here. Is she at work? Or did she go home? Judging by the dust...

[a light cough, then another pause]

Hm? What's--

[ Voice Transmission End ]

Well that was strange. It looks like my apartment was wired, like something out of

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[caged_song]

A-Alfons!

[opfern]

Nill! How are you?

[caged_song]

I'm well...and you?

[opfern]

Well rested, it seems.