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[ikickdeadpeople]

[Well someone isn't very happy. They're also muttering, and clearly not aware anyone else can hear.]

I don't know what the fuck is going on right now or who's sick idea of a joke this is, but when I find out I'm going to break their goddamn fingers.

If this is Paul's idea of training....

[The threat is implied]

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[poetcountypsych]

I can guarantee this isn't any sort of prank at the hands of someone you know.

[ikickdeadpeople]

[She's taken aback for a moment, because, hello, random voice talking at her, but she's dealt with weirder.]

You don't know the people I know.

[...]

So if you're so sure this isn't a prank care to tell me what it is?

[poetcountypsych]

I'm not certain how you got here since we aren't anywhere right now, but you are trapped at a magic carnival like the rest of us here. That's how I'm certain there's no one you know behind this.

[ikickdeadpeople]

Magic Carnival.

[Fuck her life. Well fuck it then, if she's lying Suze can just say she was bullshitting her.]

Lady, someone I know trapping in me in goddamn magic carnival isn't as unlikely as you'd think.