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I sit at my desk rubbing my temples. 8 years and the image of the manor burning still plays in my head. How was he able to make it out of there alive? I sigh in defeat and open the drawer next to me. I reach in and pull out the old notebook where all my notes were taken place.
My fingers run across the cover, slowly opening it up. My eyes scan all of the old notes that don't seem to matter anymore. But it's been so long. I run my hand threw my hair, grabbing the pen next to me. I take a deep breath before opening the notebook up to a clean page. In it I write:
'It's been 8 years since the tragic incident at Dante Manor. It was a horrible event, in which the residents were brutally murdered by the head of the house, Charles Wagner. His son Lucius the lone survivor, was put into an orphanage. Unfortunately, no one has been adopting him for some reason. I have taken the initiative to vis