- The Player crosses the bridge and defeats a small group of Shadows. A dwarf then approaches The Player
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Why, why, who are you? I was standin' right over there, and I saw you use that key of yours to get rid of those teachers—uh, creatures.
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- The Player shows their Keyblade to the dwarf, who leans in for a closer look, then sighs and slumps.
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They've been nothin' but bubbles—uh—uh troubles.
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Oh, dear, I haven't introduced myself! I'm Doc. Me and my friends smirk in the twine—uh, work in the mine.
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Today was just a plain ol' day until those—those monsters sprung up outta nowhere. We all ran out to chase 'em away, but no one's come back.
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Oh, where could they have gone?
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I should thank my muddy jars—uh, lucky stars you showed up! I didn't know what to do. I was sure I was done for!
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Well—uh, well, perhaps you wouldn't mind helping me find my friends? I sure could use a band—uh, stand—uh, your help.
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You will? Oh, thank you!
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- The Player and Doc look at the dark forest, then back at each other.
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I'll show you the way to the mine. Maybe we'll see one of the men on the way.
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