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[A cloud of black smoke appears as a certain red dressed Namine walks through it. She seems distracted with cleaning the fresh blood off her pitchfork, a frown set on her face, just headed down the hall towards her room. Someone has a long day at work, as evident by the apparent blood splatter across her dress, leaving stained darker spots.]