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Maria:
[
possessed] Look at the pretty man. Hello, pretty man. Are you here for your friend? I'm afraid you're too late to save him.
Jake Greyman:
I didn't come here to save him.
Maria:
Then perhaps you've come to play with me.
Jake Greyman:
I'm not here to wallow with pigs, either.
Maria:
Then you must die now...
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