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Perhaps last night you heard a scream. No big deal -- it is October in psycho zombie camp, after all.
But this evening, as the by-now usual storm clouds gather, casting everything into rainy darkness as the thunder rumbles and occasional lightning flashes, you might see a boy. A small, pale, scrawny boy. Wearing old-fashioned stripey-pajamas. Staring at you with hard, hard eyes.
This isn't creepy at all.]
...hello.
[Okay, fine, the British accent probably doesn't help.]
((ETA @3:00am EST: CRASHING. I'll be mostly MIA for the rest of this week but will be picking at new and old threads in this post when I can. Tiny!Charles will still be around for the week after that, too, so that I. Actually have a chance to play him, despite my current surprise!hiatus.))