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04 October 2020 @ 12:05 am

1. Kittens
2. Paper clip
3. The Sound of a Fan
4. Trail
5. Rivers
6. A Fine, Unsmudged Line
7. Sleep
8. Just between us for now
9. A briefcase full of cash

Ghost FAQ

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15 February 2012 @ 02:05 am
9. Briefcase full of cash.
Friday, I went to go see Yvonne, my boss and perpetual Schrodinger's Murderess. Despite my talk with Akira
somewhat bolstering my resolve, it took the nightmares I'd been constantly having starting to cross over into distressingly vivid, daytime horror territory for me to finally dredge up the nerve to go. It'd been tolerable when I'd only seen the masked figure kill me or my mother -- that was explainable, that could be me thinking I was putting myself and her in danger -- but I'd started seeing people I didn't even recognize start to bite it, I knew something was wrong.

This wasn't just my subconscious warring with me anymore: I knew that if what I suspected was true and Yvonne was behind everything, then walking into her shop wouldn't just be a declaration of war, but possibly the craziest, most balls-out insane thing I'd ever do in my entire life.

I didn't have the luxury of authorial fiat or plot armor: I was literally
about to walk into the lion's den. Only, instead of lions, I was pretty sure that all I'd find was a femme fatale pointing a wand at me, already two-thirds of the way through a particularly nasty Avada Kedavra.

I really should've had a sign, I thought as I got on my bike. Something like: this is Alistair Sloan, dead Muggle walking.

After school, I managed to ditch Tariq and Cecily again -- for what I hoped and dreaded would be the last time -- and took my bike over to Parabellum.
27 November 2011 @ 04:51 pm

7. Sleep

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15 November 2011 @ 05:40 am

6. A fine, unsmudged line

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03 November 2011 @ 02:07 am

o2; Paper Clip

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16 October 2011 @ 11:45 pm
"That's when I finally got it, kid. The secret, ugly truth of the world. I woke up one day, took a look in the mirror, and there it was, just waiting for me like an old flame who knew I'd blown her off because I was still attracted to her."

"...Okay, so. What was it?"

"I am the pupil of me pupils, kid. There's nothing in this world that they can't teach me.

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05 October 2011 @ 04:53 am
"Ghosts are like Gods, obviously -- they only exist when you believe."

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