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“It is a mere nervous condition, Sir Belduke…! I am sure that the townspeople will understand. I am human after all. T-Tell me when it is over…!” cHILDREN KNOW NOTHING OF THE WORLD THEY ARE COMPLETELY OBLIVIOUS
“Don’t worry, this won’t take long. You won’t feel a thing.” Cue light flicking of the finger at the syringe. He sure is taking his sweet time.
“So, Inquisitor Barnham. Tell me, how is our peaceful little town doing? No witch sightings?” This is not a diversion. No, of course not; the good doctor isn’t striking up conversation while disinfecting a small spot below the man’s shoulder, not at all.










