>Investigate the Desk.

A wave of calm sweeps through your brain, as though all its rambling thoughts and chattering invaders are strangely comforted by the presence of this young, tiny being.


Willis, will anything dangerous happen to me if I read your mom's papers?


Nahhh. Mom used to have eyes in here but she's needed them in other places. If you were bad, I'd have to drink you, but you're not bad, Fern!

You smile, unsure if Willis recognizes the gesture or not, and take a closer look at the paper's stacked on Tori's minimalistic desk....

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