Jun 17, 2006 01:59
The air grows deathy still. The room gets very cold and dim. Floorboards creak ominously where no one walks. The beat of a disembodied heart seems to emanate from various points in the room, moving about. Suddenly every door in the nexus slams at once and you hear a pleading voice ask. "Why?"
((Mun has gone to bed))
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"You should have died..... not me."
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That is really not funny. Not to mention, I don't think killing someone would exactly improve their eyesight.
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"I sincerely doubt that."
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