[... ew. But she's not turned off by the sight of blood, just pushes it and the tutu (what the hell kind of place even is this???) aside and pulls out the picture frame.]
The picture is of an adorable redheaded girl, dressed in the very same pink tutu you see in the tupperware container! Standing next to her is a proud father, his grin stretching from ear to ear as he rests his hand on his daughter's shoulder. The glass and the wooden frame are covered in splotches of dried blood.
You pick up the tutu, and a small folded up note flutters to the ground at your feet. Should you pick it up and read it, it says: "don't forget dance practice."
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Girl's cute, though.]
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Anyone want a tutu?
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[She looks at it for a moment. It has to mean something, right?]
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The implications of this are probably not very nice.
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Only slightly worse than summoning headgods via dancing and the power of friendship.
... wait.]