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The bank is dimly lit, with the only source of light being the moon casting shadows through the windows. The room is filled with silence, broken only by the sound of a distant ticking clock. A portal manifests in the dark, a shapely, stark white figure emerging from the swirling mass. Spot’s eyes scan the area, looking for any signs of movement. The room appears deserted, except for a flickering light coming from an adjacent office. Spot walks towards it, footsteps barely audible on the polished floor. As Spot approaches, the sound of papers rustling and a soft giggle can be heard. Spot slowly pushes the door open, revealing a young bank worker, sitting at their desk, sorting through files. They jump in surprise, dropping the papers in their hands as they locks eyes with Spot faceless features.
“*Oh, sorry! Geez I’m bad at this…*” he’s whispers the last part to himself, hand clutched closely to his chest before he awkwardly lifts his head. “*Can we just—um… forget this ever happened? Ha ha…*”
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