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[bread_goes_bip]

[In the end, there wasn't anything Death could do about this event. But there's something she can do now, so she picks up the phone.]

Hi everyone, it's Death. If you need someone to talk to... I'm really good at listening.

Comments

[bread_goes_bip]

Life doesn't tend to fit as neatly as the town would like it to.

[putmeinstitches.livejournal.com]

Not if I have anything to say about it. You have to wonder why people regain abilities like mine if the town really intends to keep us completely under its thumb.