I am lost in a mansion and now I believe there to be some sort of spiritual activity. All I need now is a werewolf or this one particular human girl and I will, in fact, be in hell.

Damn it all.

I have been here for a short amount of time, and I have come to realize something.

This place is odd.

At least no one has tried to kill me yet...

[ Shuffling is heard, as well as the rustling of clothing - presumably a baggy over-sized sweatshirt. Then some thump-thumping and the pattering of sneakers. Followed shortly by things that sound like they're made from light plastic, glass, and flimsy metal being tossed about.]

[-Loud ~manly~ scream-]

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