"She knows…"
"The question… though…
is…
…How much?"
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As 'Judas' takes in the strange, slanting, surprising scrawl… an eerie, discordant soundscape of plucked strings begins to increasingly fill the… hall… the long, looming corridor that leads to Jake's study, even as it seems that the situation has grown increasingly muddy…
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At the same time…
As if mirroring the script [as usual in more ways than one…], The camera view also begins to ever so slowly slant, tilt and spiral…
The cinematic elements combine… inching, increasing, creeping… closer…
Like a winching, winding…up… rollercoaster…
The tension ascends, slowly, but surely, towards a summit… perhaps in anticipation for a sudden… plummet…
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"…Do you suppose… it's time we cut now, to Carmen Composéd?"
"…Are the… esteemed readers ready… though?"
"Well, they are, currently, Transcendent Veteran Great Grandmaster Readers of this novel…"
"Yeah. That's fair. All right. It's time anyway that we gave them another optional… something to do… where they could read and follow along, to pick up the clues… 👀✨"
Perhaps they could even help us solve the mystery…
Behind the current Special Investigation Files Case, once they learn more about the relevant History…
- And As we begin to put [together] the pieces into place…!!!
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*The camera view begins to slowly slant, tilt and spiral*
*The Image begins to blur*
Is this… real? Or just in the mind…?
As we contemplate this…
The process of events… begins to rewind…
The scene suddenly *seizes*, shifts, and *rotates* back! And we *zoom* back out from the close-up of the scrawled scribble from the Special Investigation Files… and reverse down the corridor, before it as usual cinematically *cuts* … into a bright, white light…!!!
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