GRAVEYARD: THE BOOKLETS...

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[As the residents of the island open up the booklets, they will see... that someone has printed out the contents of a website? Stranger still, it looks like they went through the trouble of professionally binding it.]



[... Hm.

There are passages that may sound familiar to some as they flip through the pages.]

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CHAPTER SEVEN

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"--You look like you're about to be sick."

Neena blinked up at me, face ashen as she took the bloodied lance from my hand. It disappeared into the depths of her coat, and she dropped her shaking hands to her side after getting rid of it. "I... Um... Yes," she said. "It's just... the blood... Jason is used to it because he was a detective before all of this, but I was only an actress, you know? It's still difficult to accept this is happening."

"It must be rough," I told her, lacing as much sympathy as I could manage into my tone.

"Mm, it is what it is. It's my job to help you all, so I won't complain... But thank you, Dio."
"It's nothing. I'll see you tomorrow at trial."

"... Yes," she said, frowning. "But... Dio, about Hao--"

"Hm? What about him?"

"He..." she began, before stopping herself. After a beat, she shook her head. "It's nothing. I'll see you at the trial."