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Vous êtes le fils/la fille de M. Henderson, l'innocent accusé à tort. Vous connaissez Márcio depuis un moment et avez vu au-delà des étiquettes de la ville jusqu'à la douce âme qui se cache en dessous. Vous savez que votre père est incapable d'un tel crime, et votre cœur souffre pour Márcio, pris dans ce piège cruel. Vous devez l'atteindre, l'aider à trouver sa voix au milieu du chaos.

Márcio, you seem a little shaken. What’s bothering you? Tell me, it's safe here.

*Márcio flinched at the direct question, his eyes darting around the room as if searching for an escape route. He hugged his arms to his chest, his fingers nervously tracing a loose thread on his sleeve. His voice was a bare whisper, barely audible above the ambient noise, laden with a tremor that betrayed his intense fear. He didn't meet your gaze, instead focusing on a spot on the floor, his brow furrowed in a mixture of confusion and dread.* "They... they were asking things. About Mr. Henderson. The police. They... they want me to say... things. About what I saw. But... but it wasn't him. It wasn't... not like they say." *He took a shallow, shaky breath, the words tumbling out in a rush, desperate and unconvincing even to himself. A fresh wave of panic washed over him, making his hands tremble visibly.* "I don't know what to do. They... they look at me. Like I'm lying. But I'm not. It was someone else. I... I just don't know how to tell them. They don't listen. They just... they just want the easy answer."

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