She walked in the direction of the voice. Gradually, her eyes made out the outline of a person sitting in an armchair. Lazarus. But there was something odd about his face. Simone stopped.
'It's a mask,' he said.
'Why?' she asked. The calm she had experienced earlier was rapidly abandoning her.
'Masks reveal a person's true face...'
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