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[painintheneck]

[If you're outside tonight, enjoying the... Camp atmosphere... you may notice a bit of a distraction going on near one of the abandoned barns. The distraction turns out to be a line of zombies carrying multiple suitcases, bird cages, boxes of old magazines and a chaise lounge inside said barn while a young woman in a white suit supervises

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[hyperneurosis]

... I don't think they're really meant to be "good" for anything.

[painintheneck]

Then why do they exist?

[hyperneurosis]

I think the woman who runs this place is kind of an evil scientist or something.

[painintheneck]

[well, that's pretty interesting. walking closer to her and lowering her voice a bit.]

... Is she a human?

[hyperneurosis]

... Does it matter if she is?

[painintheneck]

Of course it does. A human with that amount of power?

[hyperneurosis]

I guess you've never heard of witches!

And I don't know, really. She might be!

[painintheneck]

Of course I've heard of witches.

[hyperneurosis]

Well, some of them are really powerful!

[painintheneck]

And they need to have an eye kept on them.

[hyperneurosis]

I don't like the sound of that.

[painintheneck]

Why not?

[hyperneurosis]

Because I'm pretty sure witches wouldn't appreciate being thought of that way.

[painintheneck]

Do you know a lot of witches?

[hyperneurosis]

... No!

[painintheneck]

Then why the defensiveness?