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[bffpoltergeist]

[Liz is currently sitting in the hallway in front of a line of pumpkins, her gaze bereft and full of tears. Her voice is choked and she sounds like a complete and total mess.

Hysterics are approaching.]

Look, ummm... I, like, don't even know if anyone will hear this, but... Could I, like, get some help, please?

The pumpkins...

[She breaks off

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[sociopathicwolf]

[Derek hears this over the journals, but doesn't bother asking Liz where she is. He can't track her scent, but it still doesn't take him too long to find her, particularly with the sound of her crying.]

Liz?

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[bffpoltergeist]

[Liz looks up, her expression miserable as she gestures weakly at the shriveled up pumpkin on the floor in front of her.]

I tried to, like, put her back, but I couldn't...

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[sociopathicwolf]

[He crouches down next to her, though he doesn't try to touch her.]

It wasn't her.

[He wishes he'd found it first, he'd have smashed it and Liz would never have to know.]

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[bffpoltergeist]

[Liz sniffs and looks at Derek, nodding.]

I know that... like, I know that, but it caught me off guard. I mean it was, like, bad enough when she was just whispering, but she, like, screamed and I panicked. It sounded just like her...

[It had been horrible.]