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*Quackity was floating freely in the tank of water, bubbles leaving his mouth in every breath. Seemed that Cucurucho made it so he could atleast breath in there, though the water and lighting made it clear just how sad the situation was. All he wanted was to do something good, keep everyone safe but of course it never gets to work like that for him.**He was fully aware of the person looking into the tank from the glass window in, their shoes shuffling on the white tile floor as their eyes drilled into him. Yet he couldn’t speak, in fear of the water filling his lungs. Yet he could breathe, it was an almost unnatural feeling. He knew he could move but whoever was out there could be an enemy.*
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