[Zack shakes his head, looking up at where Lloyd had been staring. Nothing but dust and echoes and a half-ruined, half-rotted staircase. No enemies, just ghosts. He turns back to his friend, gently tugging him back towards the front of the room.]
Come on. Don't think there's anything they can do to us. They'd have done it already if they could.
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Date: 2011-12-11 08:36 am (UTC)Come on. Don't think there's anything they can do to us. They'd have done it already if they could.