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milliways_bar2008-01-23 12:39 am
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From the wall where the door should be for most people, a little ghost girl came running through, sobbing and looking back over her shoulder.
Mary stopped in the middle of the room with panic painted across her white face as she looked this way and that. Looking for anyone else she knew that might could help. Or anyone that might offer to.
"I need someone to help me! Please! He hurt him and I can't get him back here!"
Mary stopped in the middle of the room with panic painted across her white face as she looked this way and that. Looking for anyone else she knew that might could help. Or anyone that might offer to.
"I need someone to help me! Please! He hurt him and I can't get him back here!"

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He knelt down beside the child and held a hand out to calm her.
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Looking back toward the wall she pointed at it then to the right where the darker corner was at. "We have to go and get him!"
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"Alright, just uh...take me where he's at an I'll help you out. Might be we'll need some extra help..." If Nathan was hurt or if there was this Paul person still around to deal with might be good for Bill to bring in backup.
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Bill is sort of fond of his body and likes to take it places he's going.
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Shifting on her feet the little girl glanced back to the wall. "We have to hurry...we don't have much time.."
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"Alright. Just hope it's still here when I get back." Last time he left his body it ran off and it took him all weekend to find it again.
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When both men are standing beside of her she nods once. "We have to hury," Mary tells them, "We don't have much time."
Then she turns trying to pull both of them toward the darkest corner of the bark and into the Old Kingdom (http://burnedbell.livejournal.com/1130.html).
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"Who's hurt and where is he?"
She reminds him of Santi. A lot, for some reason, he's not sure.
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Bar has his guns.
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Meaning he better find a place out of the way before doing so.
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Doc pales a little at that before he nods. "Alright, hold on two seconds, okay sweetheart?" He darts for the Bar and quickly gets his pistol, this is why this stays with the Bar for these moments, and then he looks around and goes near the wall, out of the way, and reaches for her hand.
And dares a smile. "We're gonna get him back, okay? I promise."
He'd be lying if he said he wasn't nervous but it's no time for that.
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Doc kept his hand in hers. Everything felt cold. Detached. And the sight of his body slumped over against the wall was enough to make his blood run cold...if he had blood that was.
He turned away from the body, not wanting to see that again until he was back in it.