"Ah, good evening. Are you travelers from outside the island?" "Yes. Um..." Just before I asked where we were, I noticed something. This man who approached us was rather pale. Collapsing to the ground, Lyria said "he's too pale." Every pore on my skin started to sweat, and I couldn't stop from shaking. It didn't seem like he wanted to attack us, but... "...Could someone perhaps share with us... what exactly is happening on this island?" Rosetta asked calmly.
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