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"dataList": [
{
"id": 0,
"content": "The child had remained seated in the same spot for three days now."
},
{
"id": 1,
"content": "It is as if the screen has absorbed her attention completely, burying even the desire to eat or sleep beneath sensory stimulation."
},
{
"id": 2,
"content": "The child seems as if she can’t feel a thing."
},
{
"id": 3,
"model": "파우스트",
"teller": "Faust",
"title": "The One Who Grips",
"content": "Yes… This is it… It keeps going…"
},
{
"id": 4,
"content": "The room’s air is still, only stirred on occasion by creepy cackles, murmured monologues, and the clicks and taps of the keyboard and mouse."
},
{
"id": 5,
"model": "파우스트",
"teller": "Faust",
"title": "The One Who Grips",
"content": "Mmmh! Just look at how many infidels are printing out prosthetics… How appalling! How disgusting!"
},
{
"id": 6,
"content": "A storage device was plugged into the child’s computer."
},
{
"id": 7,
"content": "Its tiny, glowing letters read “Emil”. Following the name, that must be the “key” she got from Sinclair."
},
{
"id": 8,
"model": "파우스트",
"teller": "Faust",
"title": "The One Who Grips",
"content": "Sinclair… Oh, Sinclair…! My, how grateful I am for you… Truly!"
},
{
"id": 9,
"model": "파우스트",
"teller": "Faust",
"title": "The One Who Grips",
"content": "Kehe, the whole village is a den of heresy…! It must have been quite unpleasant to live in such a place, Sinclair!"
},
{
"id": 10,
"content": "The child’s mind is busied with thoughts."
},
{
"id": 11,
"model": "파우스트",
"teller": "Faust",
"title": "The One Who Grips",
"content": "Now how will I purify those impure things?"
},
{
"id": 12,
"model": "파우스트",
"teller": "Faust",
"title": "The One Who Grips",
"content": "No, let’s think for a second."
},
{
"id": 13,
"model": "파우스트",
"teller": "Faust",
"title": "The One Who Grips",
"content": "Those heretics still keep the purest piece in their bodies, don’t they?"
},
{
"id": 14,
"model": "파우스트",
"teller": "Faust",
"title": "The One Who Grips",
"content": "The brain."
},
{
"id": 15,
"model": "파우스트",
"teller": "Faust",
"title": "The One Who Grips",
"content": "Even those who have replaced their entire bodies with prosthetics still have a brain."
},
{
"id": 16,
"model": "파우스트",
"teller": "Faust",
"title": "The One Who Grips",
"content": "The likes of the heart and lungs can all be augmented and swapped out, but the brain is the one pure irreplaceable thing in the City."
},
{
"id": 17,
"model": "파우스트",
"teller": "Faust",
"title": "The One Who Grips",
"content": "Ha!"
},
{
"id": 18,
"model": "파우스트",
"teller": "Faust",
"title": "The One Who Grips",
"content": "That won’t do. Think of the poor thing, all surrounded by impurity. The irony churns my guts just thinking about it!"
},
{
"id": 19,
"model": "파우스트",
"teller": "Faust",
"title": "The One Who Grips",
"content": "I’ll have to rip their heads apart—that way, the impure will stay impure."
},
{
"id": 20,
"model": "파우스트",
"teller": "Faust",
"title": "The One Who Grips",
"content": "Yes… Yes!"
},
{
"id": 21,
"content": "With her mind finally made up, the child rose from her seat and gripped a huge nail."
},
{
"id": 22,
"model": "파우스트",
"teller": "Faust",
"title": "The One Who Grips",
"content": "Huhu… You are my hero, Sinclair."
},
{
"id": 23,
"content": "With her other hand, she unfolded a map stained with blood and grease."
},
{
"id": 24,
"model": "파우스트",
"teller": "Faust",
"title": "The One Who Grips",
"content": "It’s exactly as I saw through the glass window in that company’s lab!"
},
{
"id": 25,
"model": "파우스트",
"teller": "Faust",
"title": "The One Who Grips",
"content": "That glimpse of the righteous fury you showed for such filth… A little prod got you to hand this treasure over to me."
},
{
"id": 26,
"content": "She appeared as though she were possessed by something as she bit off the lid of a red pen."
},
{
"id": 27,
"model": "파우스트",
"teller": "Faust",
"title": "The One Who Grips",
"content": "I shall purge the heresy encircling you… I shall wipe clean the disgust."
},
{
"id": 28,
"model": "파우스트",
"teller": "Faust",
"title": "The One Who Grips",
"content": "You will see it in no time! The future where we judge heretics together… has been set in stone!"
},
{
"id": 29,
"model": "파우스트",
"teller": "Faust",
"title": "The One Who Grips",
"content": "We will meet soon, Sinclair."
},
{
"id": 30,
"content": "There was a burst of frivolous laughter and compulsive gestures."
},
{
"id": 31,
"content": "The child cackled like a maniac…"
},
{
"id": 32,
"content": "All as she kept on drawing circles over where the ‘Town of Calw’ was indicated on the map."
},
{
"id": 33,
"model": "파우스트",
"teller": "Faust",
"title": "The One Who Grips",
"content": "We will purify the filth together, shoulder to shoulder…"
},
{
"id": 34,
"content": "The town on the map was now covered in red."
},
{
"id": 35,
"content": "As if she hinted at what would become of the town."
}
]
}