[Good evening, Ruby City. It seems one of your captors is out and about.
Or in and about. Because behind him is the interior of the haunted house so many have found themselves plagued by. The second floor, with its closed bedroom doors--he's leaning against the hallway walls. He seems rather unaffected by its creepy atmosphere, even offering a
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What's inside though? Hmm. Are you fond of that as well? [Pause. And then, almost curious.] It seems fond of you.
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Hm? Oh, you're talking about the fans I'm collecting here? [Of course you would call your ghosts "fans", Gene. Of course.] Well. I can't say I'm exactly thrilled at their presences. A little overbearing, you understand, dear Temper. Hanging off of me at every turn.
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Really though... you ought to be careful not to get lost. I hear that's a problem for you sometimes. [Corn. Maze.]
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[So. Concerned. That must be why there's an ever-so-faint smile threatening his futures.] But very well, the past is in the past. As far as I'm concerned.
Your admirers though, they don't seem so convinced of that.
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Oh, them. Well, you see, seems like they're the sorts to cling on to things. Can't let bygones be bygones.
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I suppose that's simply their nature. And it doesn't bother you?
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Me? Oh no, certainly not. I'm not bothered so easily. [But it does. It's given away in the way his eyes dart and the size of his grin.]
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Of course you aren't. [This is Temper's curious face. It looks like most of his other faces. And there's something more, faint flicker in his eyes, there and gone.]
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