.06
[Abel has been relegated to a rather ornate, heavy, white burial shroud, and his shadow, where it's visible, has adopted a habit of taking on apparently arbitrary shapes. Blood is smeared over the cuff of his right sleeve.]
AHH--he-hey! Where are my regular clothes!? I don't think I've been sleepwalking, and I certainly don't recall ever changing into this dusty old thing! Come to think of it, I don't even own anything like this! I thought I remembered to lock the door..!
And what about that strange snow, huh? Something big is happening again, isn't it?
All I did was take a nap! What did I miss, this time? [melodramatic sigh, mumbles the rest] Eh, nevermind. Is everyone all right? I don't suppose anyone ever knows what's going on?
AHH--he-hey! Where are my regular clothes!? I don't think I've been sleepwalking, and I certainly don't recall ever changing into this dusty old thing! Come to think of it, I don't even own anything like this! I thought I remembered to lock the door..!
And what about that strange snow, huh? Something big is happening again, isn't it?
All I did was take a nap! What did I miss, this time? [melodramatic sigh, mumbles the rest] Eh, nevermind. Is everyone all right? I don't suppose anyone ever knows what's going on?