[At last Emil emerges from the bushes, eyes red, wiping his mouth and still looking rather queasy. This time he's making sure to avoid looking anywhere in the direction of the house so he won't have to see that awful sight again. He's all too aware that it could've been Richter and that's just serving to make him even more upset about this whole thing.]
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W-what do we... what do we do now?