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A young girl ghoul approached the humble mask shop in the not so safe district that it resided in. Her mask had become detected and damaged in her last altercation with the CCG and was in need of a new mask. Upon entering, she found a gothic, tall man painting the final touches on another client's mask as he snacked on an eyeball. She cleared her throat softly so that she may get his attention without messing up his work. "Oh hello, miss," the man said, red eyes and scalera visible. "How can I help you?" He put down his brushes and came to her. "I'm interested in getting a new hunting mask," she said looking at him with a small smile. "Ce