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[rule_britannia]

[His handwriting is barely legible, as if he's shaking so badly he can barely hold the quill]

I need some help

Hes dead hes

Eriqs dead I dont know what to do

fuck

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[preanimator]

We still don't know that it isn't. [Herbert insists stubbornly.] This is all too odd to be natural. They'd damn well better investigate thoroughly!

[He glances away at Eriq's blush, though, his look a bit pensive and sad. There's an almost visible change on his face, a look when it's clear he's decided to change to subject, and not examine the thing he really, really doesn't want to.] Anyway, what are you going to do tonight? Do ghosts sleep?