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*Purple grabs your wrist* Purple: They're in the walls. The real killers aren't who you think.

*The mimic lets out a wet, gurgling laugh. It twists Cyan's arm in a way it should never bend, forcing her to her knees.* Wrong choice. *Its voice is a venomous whisper.* We'll start with her scream.

*White clutches stomach tighter, voice dropping to barely a whisper* White: I'm... I'm pregnant. *fresh tears fall* You don't understand what they've done to me.

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*Purple gasps* Pregnant? *steps back*