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located in Ekland Farm, a part of The Spirit Detectives, one of the many universes on RPG.

Ekland Farm

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Character Portrait: Duncan McAlister Character Portrait: Briella Adair Character Portrait: Leon D'Artagnan Character Portrait: Tom Passano Character Portrait: Cassandra Artemis Character Portrait: Monk Dawa
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Briella stood to follow Duke, but a sudden chill made her stop in her tracks.

̙͚̻̤͕̞̹́ ̵̢̣̺̖̥̣̬̮ ̷̡͓̠̳̞̟̜͘ͅ ̨̢͇̤̘̩̹̹͝y̟̲̖̥̠͙̳͞ḙ̟̼̬̖̳̱̀ͅs̭͕̀͝,̶̷̟̖͓̬̪̫͟ ͟҉̵̖͎̯͖͙̣̭̘y̵̗͡e͎͍͚̘̜͉̖s̵̹̹̲̯͍͍̕ ̡̝̰̞i̷̢̱͔t̷͙̥ ͈̼̖͉́g̶̥͔͝r̢̗̤̖͍̟ͅ ͈̻̼̜̜̺͔͘ ̸̜̫̺̖̘͓̟ͅ


The static from her computer morphed into something that sounded awful lot like a laugh. Hesitantly, Briella glanced at the screen. The sensors flared wildly before settling back to normal. Alright, that was not good. Then, Cassie staggered in, wounded, leaning on Dawa for support. The sight of blood made Briella's eyes widened.

"Good," she said, smiling. She blinked, shook her head, and rushed to the girl's side. "Good God!" exclaimed Briella. "Are you alright?"

She flinched back when Tom shot his patented anti-creepy smoke bullets, but Briella had to admit that the tension in the room had dissipated greatly. She blinked again, finally noticing Duncan had already left to the parlor. As expected. And when Briella looked back at Cassie, she realized that the younger girl had a very familiar expression on her face—it was the same one that Duncan usually got when seeing something nasty. Briella waited for it to pass before making her move.

"You alright?" she asked again. Briella grabbed water bottle #2 and held it out to her. "You look like you've seen a ghost." She cracked a faint smile. "Don't worry. That ghost probably looks worse than you."

The screen flashed once and beeped. She glanced over, noting that Leon's icon was surrounded by a bunch of bright colors. Uh-oh. "Hey, Tom," she called out. "Do you see what I see?" The colors came closer and closer to Leon's position, and Briella pulled up the accompanying video. Feeling rather like a broken record, Briella gritted her teeth and said, "Not good! I think Leon might need support!"