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[ He had thought the hallucinations to be the work of another goblin, the dark mist to encompass him each time a similar form to that he assumed. However, the name on his hand went beyond any prank. As those belonging to the night began to flood the network, it grew apparent others had experienced the same visions through dreams. Whatever was responsible, God or otherwise, was strong enough to influence monsters dreams and inflict pain on their bodies. Maybe even kill them.
Reaching to touch the open wound, he winces and clenches his hand. Blood trickles down his arm and onto the table, a grunt escaping him at the pain. Pulling himself to his feet, Stan begins to make for the diner door. The waitress calls to him but he hears nothing over the sound of his heart, pounding in his ears as fear consumes him. Were it true, the brand on their hands confirmation of death to come, he fears the fate of the two monsters who lay in bed and a brother whom he'd only just got back. The Mystery Wagon roars to life, its headlights piercing through the night as he slams the pedal against the floor and makes for the shack, in his dust another unpaid check.
Stan announces his arrival the moment he crashes into a sign outside the Pines residence. He leaves the vehicle against the fallen sign, nothing short of his usual parking, and heads inside to the kids bedroom. Heavy, hurried steps carry him up the stairs, the door nearly pulled off its hinges with the force behind it. Are they awake? Are they marked as well? How long until those bearing their name came looking for them? ]
Kids! I need to see your hands!
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[Action/Night of the 25th]
Breakfast for dinner won't really change that, but it might at least mitigate it a little. Fiddleford may not remember Mabel the way she remembers him but he's never known a kid who didn't like flapjacks no matter what time of day it was.]
How many do you want t'start out with?
[He wishes he'd been able to be around just a little longer for Tate to be just a little older. Maybe he'd know better how to handle a sad kid then.]
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<NineHeaded> 7/17
[This assuredly has nothing to do with her grunkle who just disappeared. It's not like he's worried about her or anything. Losing another family member right on the heels of her twin brother.]
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delivery; 08/31
[Clutched in its talons is a small white box, tied shut with a bright pink ribbon. メーベル is written on the outside of the package in thin, upright, almost stiff-looking characters. Consider this your first Japanese lesson, Mabel. That's your name.]
[So, what will you do, birdbrain?]
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