[ and here is he trudging out of his apartment and down the crumbling stairs. He's in his almost forty layers because cold plus his family never equals a good thing. He continues to plod through, bending down to tie the lace even tighter on his boot before continuing. He squints into the foggyness, then pulls out his communicator. ]
Ah, Anna-san, could you kindly describe your surroundings? Like a warehourse or the school or something?
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Ah, Anna-san, could you kindly describe your surroundings? Like a warehourse or the school or something?