Ew...I have a headache.
[Ragged breath, as if he's pulling himself together.]
I...I think I slept all day. Oh well...not like there's much else going on. Just...ghosts. Lots and lots of ghosts.
[Have a laugh he doesn't mean in the slightest.]
...I'm almost out of food too. Great.
[Shaky sigh.]
Guess I'll have to go tomorrow...
Michael...? A-are you alright? I'm sorry if...that is...
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Mr Angeal...
[A hesitant pause before Aaron speaks, sobbing very softly.]
I need help.