***** “Who are you, and why are you on the property of the Jackson family?” Mark, who had been standing in confusion in front of an incredibly tall and massive black gate, was suddenly startled back to his senses. He quickly looked around, trying to search for the source of the sound, but no, he saw nothing. “Brat, are you deaf or what? What are you looking for?” Mark, “_” He couldn’t help but suddenly frown slightly after a second of blankness, but then he sighed. “I’m here for the banquet of the old master of the Jackson family,” he said calmly, finally locating a tiny sound system, where the rude voice that was speaking to him had originated. The sound system was incredibly small, but Mark was amazed by its quality, projecting sound in a way that one would think was coming directly from the speaker and not from a projector. After Mark’s slight amazement, he waited for a response to his words, but he saw and heard none coming. This silence, however, persisted for several
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