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[Accidental Video]

[The clock strikes midnight showing the tall figure of a man with arms braced on the edge of his office desk, body hunched over; the lengths of his blond hair hanging down in front of his face as he gasps.]

... what...?

[After a moment, he pushes himself upright and places a hand against his head, trying to regain a sense of his surroundings.]

Ah... a... curse...? I remember...

[His eyes widen and his head whips around to stare at the jumbled piles of paperwork that lay strewn around the room. All of his carefully organized work, every test result, every notated step, every decisive conclusion... ruined by finger paint, and crayon, and marker. Lost, all lost. The victim of an innocent human child.]

No... again?

[He pauses, his body deflating visibly and he lets out a frustrated sigh.]

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