Notes from the Broken

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I found myself back in the long winding corridors, where my office used to be...
My office!
My footsteps echo across the floorboards as I rush to my office. The door is closed, and locked the way I kept it, Wally always remembered to lock the door if he needed to empty trash cans or do repairs.
I feel nostalgic, remembering all my co-workers and peers.
Norman Polk,
Susie Campbell,
Alison Pendle,
Sammy Lawerence.
...
...
They all are here...just like me, because of Joey.
I need to find henry!
My eyes fall on several sheets of music on my desk.
Apon closer examination, one thing sent more chills down my spine than the lyric.
This ink is fresh.
There are only two music writers in the entire studio,
Me, and Sammy.
I stare at the pages, longer than I feel I should have.

He's alive.

I need to find him.

A/N: I apologize for not updating and this short chapter!
I'm really taking this slow because lore n' theory and whatnot so, imma update more^_^
See u next time!

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