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"Yes, she's...- Chrissy, Fred... they're both dead, man. Listen, I need you to focus, Eddie. Erin, when she went to the art room, where would she store them? Her artwork?"
"Like, like I would know that..."
"So, you don't know?"
"I-I-I didn't-... I didn't... They're in the corner of the room, to the left..."
"So, how do you know this exactly?"