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"Well, at least I've got a pretty nurse to look at," Melody blushed and let her hair fall to cover her face.

"My mother taught me, she's a nurse..." She whispered, then cleared her throat. "Once I'm finished patching you up, I'll hand them out. And what i mean by a ghost infection, is with their ectoplasm, which is what ghosts, or spirits, have covering their body, allowing them to interact with the 'real' or physical world."

Drowning out the sounds around her, she started bandaging Ren's wounds and went over the symbols on the talismans in her head, sorting out defensive from offensive.

"So, anyone know any ghost stories?" She heard Ren laugh as she finished tying his bandage.

Melody gave a half laugh. "No ghost stories here." She sat back. "The only stories I know are of a sad girl who hates her divorced parents and would rather have friends no one else but her can see."