Mieze:
Franz feels something up against him, but he cannot see it. The hammer has come swinging toward him.
Mieze:
'May the angels lead you into paradise. May the choir of angels receive you, and take you to the holy city. With Lazarus, who once was poor, may you have eternal rest.'
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