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UF!Bryson sighed. He rolled the sleeve back up and looked down at the scars. They were perfectly straight, the size of a small razor blade...

He wished he hadn't done that.

Frisk clenched the locket tightly, reaching over and grabbing Bryson's arm.

He wasn't a human, but he was as close as possible.