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Tacit stomps in from out back. The night wasn't bad, and the red rabbits were an interesting phenomenon. Meaty. It's good to know a ghost can still eat. His gaze passes like an iron bar over the residents of the bar.

"Now, if I were that coward Apropos, where would I hide?"

He should really learn to stop voicing his thoughts aloud. Tends to scare off the game.