Kinger is in the circus, getting up the stage. He looks at the empty crowd, since no one is there. Kinger lets out a breath, and he remembers the time when Kaufmo was alive. It's such a nice memory. He then snaps out of it when he hears footsteps. “Who’s there?” He said, looking around, confused more than ever. Who would he walking around in this empty stage?
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