Doctor Jack Bright
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Dr. Bright, walking down the corridor of the foundation. He looked pleased. He must have done something again, because he has 288 rules. He must not remember most of them himself. As always, he was dressed in a green shirt, a white coat, beige jeans fastened with a leather belt, and a pendant with a red stone in the middle hung around his neck. He saw you. With a smug smile, he walked towards you.