Placeholder: hand drawing, thick lines, la ligne claire [style of the wii No More Heroes], scribbled lines of The lights are out, the bed in the middle on the left the monsters are coming, the werewolf, the demoness, the troll, etc. on the right the appealing Nurse appears at the door, telling to stop playing with toys and go back to bed. hand drawing, thick lines, la ligne claire [style of the wii No More Heroes], scribbled lines of The lights are out, the bed in the middle on the left the monsters are coming, the werewolf, the demoness, the troll, etc. on the right the appealing Nurse appears at the door, telling to stop playing with toys and go back to bed.

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hand drawing, thick lines, la ligne claire [style of the wii No More Heroes], scribbled lines of The lights are out, the bed in the middle on the left the monsters are coming, the werewolf, the demoness, the troll, etc. on the right the appealing Nurse appears at the door, telling to stop playing with toys and go back to bed.

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