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"waldo...where are you?" Alaster called out amongst the crowd. walking across the road, alaster notices a red and stripped pattern. "waldo? is that you?"
no, it wasnt waldo. it was just a cloth. alaster kept looking far and wide, yet found no clue of where waldo could be. "wheres waldo?" is all alaster could muster under his breath. giving up, alaster begins to walk home but then notices a figure up ahead. a red and stripped pattern is all alaster makes out. "waldo? please be there." alaster rushes over to the stripped pattern andnotices a pool of blood seeping towards him. "w-waldo?" alaster creeps up to the disheveled figure lying on the ground. sure enough waldo has been found.