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[ Oh look, it's Larxene. He's not up to his usual mischief today! In fact, it looks like he's getting a taste of divine justice. He can be found in a room that looks perfectly innocent, empty but for two key things: one is Larxene himself, bound to the wall by long chains connected to his wrists and neck. The other is the very large bell hanging from the ceiling. It's sturdy, and appears to be made of iron. But none of this is really harmful, right? Just inconvenient? Larx doesn't think so. While he's sitting on the floor, expression bored and calmly focused on that bell, his breathing is shallow and labored. ]