I glanced around the old mansion for quite some time. I'd ask a question about a broken pot ou a portrait. Art still fascinates me today. I guess it got annoying, since Catwoman slapped me with the whip. "Stop pestering, Strike." She said. "Your room is at the haut, retour au début of the stairs. Come back down when you're done." She seemed pretty mad. This made me suspicious. I shrugged it off and went to the staircase.
Looking up, I could tell it was pretty tall. Tall, and dusty. I pulled out my inhaler and began the climb upwards. This mansion, I guessed, must've had three stories. I passed a middle level...
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