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[enfangs]

Comments

[bonetiddies]

Droplets in the pool area. Whether it's blood or that red water, I can't be sure.

[enfangs]

... Sure hope no one got pushed in there or something. If those arms pulled 'em under or something, then...

[bonetiddies]

The ghosts, you mean? They're only illusions.

[enfangs]

I mean, the hands seemed pretty real when they pulled me into the pool a couple of days ago...!?

[bonetiddies]

Did you do something to offend them? I've submerged fully under, and it's fine.

[enfangs]

I didn't do anything! I just dropped a couple of things in the pool to see what would happen, and then suddenly they came out and grabbed me!

[bonetiddies]

You offended them. Don't interfere with the spirits, and they won't interfere with you.

[enfangs]

They could've given a heads-up instead of just, "well, time to drown now!"

[grumbles]

[bonetiddies]

Well. . . either way, I doubt the answer will be that ghosts killed someone.

[enfangs]

Probably not, but someone could have ended up in the pool or something, one way or another.

[bonetiddies]

All right, I'll give you that.

[enfangs]

See, I'm not completely stupid.

[bonetiddies]

[Considering that for a long. Long minute.]

The evidence on that has yet to come to light, I'd say.

[enfangs]

... You're really not going to let me have this, are you...

[bonetiddies]

. . . I do enjoy our banter. It reminds me to be more confident in my own intelligence. So thank you.

[enfangs]

... You're welcome? Wait, was that another insult.

[bonetiddies]

It was.

[Patting him on the shoulder.]

But a sincere one.

[enfangs]

—Isn't that just worse!?