()<Speaker></Speaker>||:She stands at the edge of a deep ravine, gazing with satisfaction over the corpses of the little girls that fill it.
NPC-Morridow(3)<Speaker>Morridow</Speaker>||:Now then, am I the only "Morridow" left?
NytoWhite(0)<Speaker>White Nyto</Speaker>||:Yes, Big Sister.
NPC-Morridow(3)<Speaker>Morridow</Speaker>||:She looks away from the ravine and turns to size up the "inferior product" standing before her.
NytoWhite(0)<Speaker>White Nyto</Speaker>||:What is your bidding, Big Sister?
NPC-Morridow(4)<Speaker>Morridow</Speaker>||:Get on your knees and bark like a dog.
NytoWhite(0)<Speaker>White Nyto</Speaker>||:... +Yes, Big Sister.
()<Speaker></Speaker>||:The "inferior product" immediately falls to her knees and imitates a dog.
NytoWhite(0)<Speaker>White Nyto</Speaker>||:Arf arf arf... 
NPC-Morridow(4)<Speaker>Morridow</Speaker>||:What a good girl you are~ I like girls who do as they're told, hahahahaha~
()<Speaker></Speaker>||:Her maniacal laughter echoes through the ravine...