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... my eyes off of the clock, and turned to the saint. She was looking at me with sparkling eyes.
Tick, tick, tick.
The clock’s second hand pointed at minute 11, and a small paper box appeared on the table. Without any warning.
“...So that’s how it works.”
I couldn’t even hear it being placed on the table. How should I take this? Was there a path of sorts that connected to here from the shelter? No, that wasn’t possibl ...
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