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[Elaine clears her throat, sitting in an empty room. Her finger is bleeding from a small cut, which she's put to her mouth.]
...Angel, did you change rooms?
[Her eyes are just a little wider than normal. Instead of their usual blank whiteness, they're a tiny bit red, as though they'd been scratched at repeatedly.]
...Angel, did you change rooms?
[Her eyes are just a little wider than normal. Instead of their usual blank whiteness, they're a tiny bit red, as though they'd been scratched at repeatedly.]
