[ Gus'd been checking the closet for a trapdoor, but apparently Iona's on to something. So he picks himself up from a pile of dusty clothes, shakes out some dirt from his hair to make his way on over to whatever she's found, which seems to be— ]
—Whoa, alright, that's. Creepy.
[ Some guy has a weird fetish........ ]
You think someone's been using this place for... [ he squints. ] ...reasons?
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—Whoa, alright, that's. Creepy.
[ Some guy has a weird fetish........ ]
You think someone's been using this place for... [ he squints. ] ...reasons?
[ Gus what the hell is that supposed to mean ]