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Victimo.3:Quasimodo-2 (4 / 7)

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        "Uh...I..."Quasistumbledoverhiswords.Hescratchedhisheadandletoutanervous,"Hehheh,"hisdeformednosewrinklingwitheachsound.

        Thiswasastaffbreakroomonthesideofthecastle.Notbig.Justatable,chairs,acouch,andtwolowcabinets.Thechairwastootinyforthemascot.Reyaperchedonthetable,hermascot-cladlegsdanglingandswinging.

        Shetiltedherhead,amusementglintinginhereyes.Themanbeforeherlookedlikehewantedtodigaholeandcrawlintoit.

        Quasilickedhisnonexistentlips,thenfinallypulledanenvelopefromhispocketandhelditouttoReya.

        "Forme?"Reyaasked,surprised.

        Henodded,eyesflickeringwithbothhopeandfear.

        Reyaacceptedtheenvelopeandsliceditopenwithaletteropenerrestingonthetable.

        "ToMyDearestEsmeralda..."

        Reyalookedup,puzzled."Yougotthewronggirl.Myname''sReya,notEsmeralda."

        "...Iknow."Quasigesturedtowardtheletter,urginghertokeepreading.

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