[ INSTANTLY, HE COVERS MOLLY'S MOUTH, but it's too late. The touch has aggravated the evil voice. The distorted MINE echoes in this room and he looks around, trying to figure out the source, but every direction is met with glassy eyes...
They're still looking at them.
But they're out! And he still has his hand tightly over Molly's mouth. ]
[ Sorry, but a hand over his mouth isn't going to stop him from attempting to talk. Looking up at him, and then - partially mumbled because of, you know, the hand:]
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They're still looking at them.
But they're out! And he still has his hand tightly over Molly's mouth. ]
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In my defense, it was creepy as all fuck.
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I was prepared for the marionettes to kill us because of your yelling. [ ... ] But we got a strange voice.
You heard it?