A twist?

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Stan opened the door to his room, and upon closing it, he gasped in, taking huge gulps of breath.

Breaking into a cold sweat as he collapsed to his knees on the floor, he brought his severely shaking hands up, staring at his bloodied and soiled skin.

Stan felt tears well up and spill from his eyes.

“Wh-what…wh-wha-at have I d-d-done…?”

A burst of wind began to swirl about the room, and as it ceased, a dark figure appeared before the trembling mechanic, letting out a booming, sinister laugh.

“You’ve done perfectly, Stan, just like I told you to.”

“C-Canaletto…Why would y-you make me d-d-do this?”

Canaletto strode near the door, clapping his hands together.

“It’s all in the plan, boy. Now I must be going. I’ll see you in the nearing future.”

As suddenly, as fast as the Timeless One had appeared, he vanished.

Stan stared intently at the door.

“K-Koji!”

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Shall I continue?