Wilbur opened the door to the sight of a middle-aged man in black robes holding a scepter.
The man had silver hair, and his appearance bore some resemblance to Tracy as well.
"Is Tracy here?"
"Tracy? You know him?"
"I'm his brother, Truman," the man said. "I've got important news for him."
"Come in."
Wilbur let the man into his room. "Would you like some water?"
The man looked around the room, before turning back to Wilbur. "Where's Tracy? Did you leave him at Wearson Valley?"
Wilbur poured a glass of water. "Tracy is still in Wearson Valley, but you're not Truman. Truman died a long time ago."
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