[The inside looks just as, if not more, deserted than the rest of the town. Cobwebs hang from the ceilings, dust covers some surfaces, and it looks like pieces of the home have burned away, as if someone had set fire to the piano that sits in the corner, or some of the furniture. But there are some pieces that look pristine and well-taken care of, as if they were able to withstand whatever force swept through the home.
As if the house itself is a mix of fragmented memories, split across time.
From upstairs, Nier will hear something clattering to the floor, followed by scrambling footsteps, and Tifa exhales in a small sob.]
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As if the house itself is a mix of fragmented memories, split across time.
From upstairs, Nier will hear something clattering to the floor, followed by scrambling footsteps, and Tifa exhales in a small sob.]