"a real you? What do you mean by 'the real you'? and why? i don't understand"
Thomas Maxfield has received a strange painting during his working time at a museum as an art restoration expert and a museum archivist. However,things started too change...
"hmm?" Again I sounded sleepy when I woked up by a strange sound in my room. I sat up and rubbed my eyes, and saw a cat on my table
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"A cat? Why and when the hell did it came here?" I stood up and walked to it. Its amber eyes stared at me while wiggling its tail, pretending to be cute. I ignored it and walked to the door, but I looked back out of curiosity. The cat was already gone when I turned my head to it. "What the-" i heard the door of my room open and ran after it. Currently, the girl is still sleeping as I arrived, I panted as I ran while going after the cat. Behind me were two doors
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"What the hell is this background..." I found these doors terrifyingly eerie. It was then I heard a door opened again, only to found that cat on the first door. "There you are, you sunava-" before I caught the cat, that psychical force pulled me towards the Painting, yet again the composition changed
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