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[AND HERE, YOU FIND A SUPER SCARY WOLF-MAN]

Boo. I'ma eat you.

[... NO, REALLY, HE'S SUPER SCARY]

[thumbs over his shoulder]

That's it right there.

[peeers]

Does that go back outside?

It's supposed to.

[nods]

I'll go, then. Thank you.

No problem. See ya.

[AND OUT THE DOOR YOU FIND . . . (http://community.livejournal.com/campfuckudie/4779178.html?thread=1753858730#t1753858730)]

Of course.

[studied look.]

You couldn't.

As long as ya do.

I could. Maybe. Possibly.

. . . definitely not.

You could humor me a little bit, kid.

. . . that would be pointless.

Yeah, yeah.

. . . the hell happened to your arm?

... you don't know about the monsters?

No? Unless that's some giant paper cut, there ain't no monsters out there.

This cut was made with this knife. [gestures at the big huge knife thing in his other hand.]

There is a graveyard, and a haunted hospital. The hospital contains monsters, the biggest of which hit me before I destroyed it, explaining the wound. If you are responsible for this, I will shoot you here.

[. . . that's one big knife]

. . . when I walked through, all there was there was silly construction paper ghosts an' shit. I don't remember seein' no graveyard or hospital. We ain't even near the hospital.

That's Ryuutaros. I'm Hana. What are you doing?

There was a hospital there, nonetheless.

I believe ya. I'll check it out after all ya'll get through completely.

Bein' scary.

[....skeptical look]

. . . excuse me, then, I'll need to stitch this.

. . . tryin' to be, anyway.

You're not even dressed up.

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