I turn around and see a familiar face though she looks more mature and grown up she still has the same exact eyes.
(Y/N): Dina...?!
Sally: Oh hi Angel.
We stare at each other for a minute.
Dina then walk towards me. As she then hugged me.
I hug back in acceptance. And after a bit of time we let go of each other.
Dina: After how many years? We find each other again.
(Y/N): It's been six years I'm more surprised you remember be.
Dina: Well I didn't have friends back then at all so you were the only one that I knew that I could trust.
Dina scratched the back of the head. Sally looked at the two of us.
Sally: So how do you two know each other?
Dina looked at Sally.
Dina: Before I was found by he-bloody painter and before I killed my father...I knew (Y/N) are background wasn't the same but kinda similar.
(Y/N): Just that I didn't kill my parents, they were just neglectful. I moved out was I turned 18. We met when I was 13.
Sally: For how long?
Dina: Believe it or not we only knew each other for a week. Best days ever back then.
Sally: You two seem really close.
(Y/N): She was cool though you didn't really talk much.
Dina: Well, excuse me because I didn't know anyone outside my own home. Nor did I have friends, nor did I actually was able to even go outside, so I think I have a good excuse not being able to talk a lot about to other people.
I tried thinking of a comeback. But she was right about all that.
(Y/N): I-...Touché.
Sally giggled.
Dina: How have you been though?
(Y/N): Well I became a detective though the only reason I took the job was to find clues of Na-Clockwork and where you were.
Dina: Your a detective?
(Y/N): Yeah. Though I house multiple murderers so does that make me a corrupt cop? I think so.
Dina: Murderers?
Dina: Slenda said there were other guests that we shouldn't attack. So are they your proxies?
(Y/N): Yup, though I had to hide them so many times until I turned 18.
Dina: Well that's interesting.
Sally: Oh (Y/N) do you still have Mr. D?
(Y/N): Yeah, you want him back?
Sally: Yes please.
(Y/N): Alright then let me give you my number so I can text you when I find it. Cuz that ear is in my closet.
Sally: What, is Mr. D gay?
(Y/N): I don't know if we can make those jokes.
I then heard the door bust open as we all look to the culprit and see a monotone clown.
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