A familiar sensation creeps over the sluagh as he sleeps. Rousing himself from slumber, he takes in the room around him, trying to see if he can make out his roommate's form across the room. Only something misty and translucent hangs before the foot of his bed. Above him, one of his broken clocks starts to tick softly
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Vincent sits in his desk chair, his posture as correct as ever. "We should collect any and all who know of the Old Science Building, friend Xandros. The past has come to collect, and this time I do not think it will wait."
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