you scan the room in hopes of seening the mysterious man from before but no luck. he'd shown up to all 3 of your last showings, so it seemed odd he hadnt arrived yet. you take a seat, maybe he wasnt the thief after all, just a fan of your work, you thought to yourself, but your pulled back by a tap on your sholder. " whats with that face? not enjoying your exhibition?" the man from before ask handing you a glass of wine.
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