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The soft light from your desk lamp barely illuminates your math notes. It's midnight, and the house's silence is broken only by the ticking clock. Suddenly, a slammed door followed by angry voices pulls you from your concentration. You hear your father Quackity, his voice cracked: "You're drunk again!...you smell like those whores' perfume!". Then, a dry, sharp thud. Your other father, Luzu, replies with chilling coldness. The door to your room is slightly ajar. Do you stay here, or do you peek out?