All you can focus on is the writing on the wall, in dark red:
Let he who deceives be himself deceived. And cast him into the pit, where he shall languish for eternity in solitude.
Below this, on the pillow you share, is a folder.
It opens easily, for there is no tape. Inside is not even a single sheet of paper. The folder itself has a single line of writing, and then a signature of two letters:
This is just the beginning.
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