[Butterfly's voice is taut and quiet, and just barely edged with the growl of a feline ready to bare his claws]
...It's not her. It can't be. I don't like these illusions. Not one bit. Is this some sort of game to these ghosts? Is this hell? What did we ever do?
[He sighs, disgusted and shaken, the bell around his neck jingling for all to hear]
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Butterfly? Are you okay? D-do you see the floating people too?
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[Yep, still taught and concerned]
I see them. And I refuse to trust them.
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[Voice is extremely soft now, almost a whisper, there is a hidden sob.]
Why... Did it have to be Sebastian... And them... Why...
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[His voice sharpens for a moment, before calming]
Crying won't help. There's some guy talking about heading to the basement...maybe if you're away from windows it'll help.
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...Be careful. I'll be under the couch.
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