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“IS THERE A RAT OVER THERE?!” On second thought (or third?), you heard the TYPICAL rat squeaking! Sharp or not, that’s a marsupial! Your poor knowledge confirms it!
“<span class="mu-i">S-Squeaks…!</span>” The supposed-rat responds! You’re in her territory! Wait, this cunning trash hunter sounds awfully similar to the crying girl. She’s sniffing! Rats don’t sniff. Or do they? You know nothing about rats except that they like cheese and if you see them at a restaurant, you gotta go.
You hear the actual sharp squeaking from before, and at the same time, you notice the hint of a wheel slightly moving forward into the light. Not just any wheel though, it belongs to a wheelchair! That must be the *actual* source. It pulls back into the shadows to hide, but it’s too late.
“Wait… IS THE RAT ON A WHEELCHAIR?!” You figured this out. And you’re horrified at this implication… Giant injured rats also have access to healthcare…
“I can’t do this anymore. No, there’s no rat. It was all a clever trick of mine.” The wheelchair pulls forward to be shown in the light, and it’s not a giant rat! It’s the crying girl! She looks around your age, her eyes are closed, and she’s kind of pretty. You don’t know how to explain this, but her mouth is a little dented. Who would’ve seen this coming? Nobody! Because she was in the shadows and you don’t have night vision. “Are you going to take me away too…?”
The injured girl expects an answer.
<span class="mu-s">What do you do?</span>
>“If you stay quiet, I won’t.” You came here to get some sleep.
>“Are you okay? What’s going on?” Maybe your sleep doesn’t matter judging by the circumstances. This girl looks like she’s in danger.
>“Did a reporter guy come over here?” Ask if that Wessam guy is involved in all of this.
>“Wait, you’re some kind of hostage? Is the mafia after you?” Who would be so despicable to have someone as a hostage? Oh, right, criminal organizations. Duh.
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(Last Reply of the Day, we continue when I can!)
