The entries in Eugene's notebook were mostly written in shorthand.
Even though he had sped up his writing, the subsequent sections grew increasingly rushed and sloppy. Sometimes, he would dash off a word so quickly it became a single curved line, making it quite difficult for Mai Mingle to decipher.
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Things got a little chaotic after that, but I'll try to record them in order.
While we were examining the twenty unfamiliar toys, someone—I don't know who—said, "Twenty employees, twenty toys."
That sentence has been weighing on my mind, and I think the others feel the same way. At the very least, Jane has definitely connected the two...
Everyone was inspecting the toys one by one, while secretly sizing each other up, trying to compare the people to the toys.
But we wasted at least ten-odd minutes for nothing. We couldn't see any connection between the twenty unfamiliar toys and ourselves.
Jane said the little girl on the cover of a coloring book seemed to look a bit like her.
