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The stranger stares into the darkness beyond the wall that the torch sits upon. He speaks again, wincing as if chastised. STRANGER: ...Well, no, there was no guarantee that she'd– But she DID. If she hadn't, I wouldn't be here right now reporting on it, I'd still be after her for proof. He pauses. STRANGER: I AM dedicated. A moment of silence, the focus entirely on the inky abyss beyond the…