[The fear of this truth keeps grinding inside his chest, but curiosity gnaws in the same spot. He's entered a weird paradox where he's fiercely denying what he suspects is actually the grim reality Naegi's telling him. He can't answer for a moment, tearing his eyes away from him and staring intently to the side somewhere.]
How am I supposed to know it's not some... faked photo? Like those damn videos Monobear showed us. [Enoshima, fuck, whoever.]
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How am I supposed to know it's not some... faked photo? Like those damn videos Monobear showed us. [Enoshima, fuck, whoever.]