Editing Day 12: Mr Sacks, at its limits
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|Description = You step outside the back door […] And there at the back, a crimson blotch lies on the ground. […] Melting lacre drips from the fur trim of the hood. The face within is a blurred, unreadable horror. "My dear...please..." it whispers. | |Description = You step outside the back door […] And there at the back, a crimson blotch lies on the ground. […] Melting lacre drips from the fur trim of the hood. The face within is a blurred, unreadable horror. "My dear...please..." it whispers. | ||
|Unlocked with = {{Unlock|Experiencing Strange Times: Twelve Days of Mr Sacks|exactly 11}}, {{World Unlock|Days of Mr Sacks|12-37}} | |Unlocked with = {{Unlock|Experiencing Strange Times: Twelve Days of Mr Sacks|exactly 11}}, {{World Unlock|Days of Mr Sacks|12-37}} | ||
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|Option1 = Assist the wreck of Sacks | |Option1 = Assist the wreck of Sacks | ||
|Option2 = Take advantage of the situation | |Option2 = Take advantage of the situation | ||
