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Outside the interrogation room, the other employees periodically dared to peek through the window to see what was going on.
"Freaky..." One of them said. "Really freaky."
"Yeah, what even are those things? Haven't seen any gene-freaks or magic weirdos that look like that."
"I know... Just ain't right. Stuff like that... Wasn't meant for this world."
Thomas heard everything being said, either passively or intently, but didn't contribute anything himself. He merely continued to clatter away at his keyboard, head down and unnoticed by the world.
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The sly, knowing smile didn't fade from Peter's face. "I'm going to continue to accept that you're both being totally honest with me right now. So tell me then; what are the both of you employed to do."