Eighth Dark Hole [Action]

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[At the Graveyard]

[Haha no Scratch isn't crawling out of any coffin. He's going to dirty his clothes, however horrible they may be! He is better than a wriggler, crawling out of the ground. Instead, by his grave there will be a green flash of flickering light. It's not his regular entrance however. The green flashes several times, illuminating

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[Yeah sure.]

Good day, Flonne.

[And he'll just begin slowly walking.]

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Ice scream sounds delightful. Afterward we can go back to my crypt.

[Oh right.]

Well, I did awake in a coffin this morning. Funny that.

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I don't know. I just awoke there, not remembering what happened. Though I feel as though I'm rather, how you say, dead at this present time. Not sure how that works.

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A pity that. My teleporting also works slower, possibly as a result of being dead. Whatever the case, it is likely the town's doing. It should go away soon enough.

Until then, ice cream and crypts.

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I see no reason to make discussion of it.

[A slight laugh, with a hint of condescension in it.]

Is that so? You need not worry. I am always a proper gentleman, even to my captives.

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I would be glad to do that, after we get ice cream and go to the crypt.

Why yes, of course. I am kidnapping you. My apologies, if you did not realize it yet.

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I think I can.

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A tragedy, but one I will live with.