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Briefly investigating the paintings as she made her way in, a vague familiarity was had, yet there was no mental clarity to process such things. Having ignored it, the sensation was piquing her instictual curiosity, cautiously following the path laid along the decrepit hallways.
There it was. The bipedal figure that hovered above the pillar captivated her interest. Glaring at it in silence, trying to assess it as the voices faded out, providing some relief to the tormented soul. Curiosity raised higher, and as the conscious slowly pieced itself together, the relayed message invoked inner conflictation, that certain insecurity about identity.
