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"Ah―" hoseok paused. "The museum? What do you want to know?"
taehyung though a moment, phone placed lightly against his ear as he'd pondered on what to say.
"The workers there―" he stated. "They're strange. I don't think they're who they appear to be." hoseok hums with rustling in the background of the call.
"do you have names?"
"yeah―" taehyung says, doubt in his voice. "but as I said, they aren't who they say they are. I don't think those are their names, and I have no last names."
Hoseok signs and the younger could hear more movement in the background. Taehyung couldn't figure out what he was doing, but he decided to keep quiet.
"Well― from the looks of it, I'm gonna need pictures. Could you possibly get me some?"
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