2nd Experiment [Phone]

[time_shattered]

It's almost impressive how much this town wants us to believe Father Christmas has really sent us these gifts. It seems I've even received a letter from him. [Dimitri lets out a low, malicious chuckle.] "She never wants to see me again," hm? But she's dead, and the dead can't speak… Still, it would be true, I suppose. She probably does hate me.

[A sigh, followed by another laugh, but this one is more strained.]

Heh, I never really liked candy canes.