| The Player crosses the bridge and defeats a small group of Shadows. A dwarf then approaches The Player
 
 
|   |  |  | Why, why, who are you? I was standin' right over there, and I saw you use that key of yours
 to get rid of those teachers—uh, creatures.
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| - |  The Player shows their Keyblade to the dwarf, who leans in for a closer look, then sighs and slumps.
 
 
|   |  |  | They've been nothin' but bubbles—uh—uh troubles. |  
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| - |  The dwarf picks up.
 
 
|   |  |  | Oh, dear, I haven't introduced myself! I'm Doc.
 Me and my friends smirk in the twine—uh, work in the mine.
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|   |  |  | Today was just a plain ol' day until those—those monsters sprung up outta nowhere.
 We all ran out to chase 'em away, but no one's come back.
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| - |  Doc slumps.
 
 
|   |  |  | Oh, where could they have gone? |  
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| - |  Doc picks up.
 
 
|   |  |  | I should thank my muddy jars—uh, lucky stars you showed up! I didn't know what to do.
 I was sure I was done for!
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| - |  Doc nods and clasps his hands.
 
 
|   |  |  | Well—uh, well, perhaps you wouldn't mind helping me find my friends? I sure could use a band—uh, stand—uh, your help.
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| - |  The Player nods and Doc smiles.
 
 
|   |  |  | You will? Oh, thank you! |  
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| - |  The Player and Doc look at the dark forest, then back at each other.
 
 
|   |  |  | I'll show you the way to the mine. Maybe we'll see one of the men on the way.
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| - |  Doc leads the way toward the forest.
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