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"Alright," I said, grabbing the blue metal box from the locksmith as he stood up, leaving another half-bow before turning and leaving the mansion after.
I made my way back to my room, seating on the bed; this was the place to open it. Who knows what was inside the box? Perhaps a lead. Could Nate be right, that this was surely going to help me...?
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