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The waves that C R A S H E D upon
The R O C K S that you were trying to step along

And in my head I heard them play a S O N G

Lord and Lady Death descended the stairs and went immediately to the dining hall where a few guests had assembled. "Good morning everyone!" she said with a smile. "I trust everyone slept well despite the fact a mysterious figure is running loose?" Lady Death glanced at her husband. "He was up all night pacing in front of our door." She cupped a hand in front her mouth, rolled her eyes, and mouthed so that her husband could not see, men.

[I'm assuming it's morning where all of you are since you're eating breakfast. ]

Harry finished making his oatmeal and poured it into the waiting bowl. "Not really," he answered the newcomer, covering his mouth with a hand as he yawned. "Fair warning, don't go into one of the doors at the end of the second floor hallway, you'll be stuck in a round room with a bunch of doors that lead back to the room. Enter at your own risk."

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Four Gods wait on the windowsill,
Where once eight Gods did war and will,
And if the Gods themselves may die,
What does that say for you and I?

Now, three Gods wait on the windowsill
Where one God's blood was lately spilled
While black tongues lap at the spreading pool
And build the strength they need to rule.

[Wow....I leave for the night and when I come back, peoeple have carved pumpkins and eaten s'mores without me? *pouts* lol]

Bubbles wandered into the dining hall, rubbing her eyes. " 'Morning," she mumbled. "I seem to have missed all the fun last night. But I love my sleep too much to give it up."

She stopped muttering when she heard the news about the mysterious figure. "I heard something last night, too! It scared me half to death. Is everyone ok?"

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"Morning, morning" said The Horseman. "I hope everybody slept well?"

"What was that sir" he asked of Harry. "I don't recall seeing anything like that on the map".

[I would like to take this opportunity to ask.... if you are capable of holding a pencil, why the heck haven't you entered the traditional pumpkin contest?.... if you are able to buy a pumpkin and can hold a knife... then you have no excuse not to carve anything... and if you have a graphics programme there are TWO different things you can do with it to make pumpkiny things.... if you can put words to paper.... then the writing contest should be heaven.... thank you]

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^ By me and my SS *squiggle hugs*

[[I would enter the drawing contest if I had a scanner ><]]

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The waves that C R A S H E D upon
The R O C K S that you were trying to step along

And in my head I heard them play a S O N G

Kit came into the dining room through the kitchen door and took off her apron, "You can say that again. I should've made a no guns policy, but I suppose all you'd do is switch to all blades."

She picked up a glass of orange juice off the end of the table. Meanwhile, Pliff, the maid, and Milton, the groundskeeper came rushing in through the opposite door of the dining room, their faces slacken and pallid.

"Miss Kit, Miss Kit!" They cried. Kit tried not to spit out the orange juice she had just been in the middle of drinking, which caused her to start choking.

After several minutes of waiting for her to compose herself, she glared up at the two.

"<i>What</i>? Did Yusef pull another prank? Or have you found those bloody tools?" She threw the glass down on the table.

"Ma'am! Someone's dead!" Pliff exclaimed, tears in her eyes.

"She's right, ma'am. I found 'em back in the garden!" Milton reinforced.

Kit, wide eyed, couldn't think, "No-no, no-no-no. Not this time. Not again!"

[Yes, this is deleted and reposted because I didn't realize there were two pages I had to go through----geez, people! Calm down!]

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"What??" Bubbles gasped in horror. "How horrible! I knew this place was eerie, but I never expected anything like this to happen!" She wrapped her arms around herself and shivered.

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Jocelyn was just about to bit into a pear from the basket when she heard a sudden outburst from the hall... Someone was dead.. .in the gardens.

Her mind flashed to the drawing she had found on her bed when she awakened and the body had been resting on a fallen rose...

"This is terrible..." Her body shook and she ran over to the other guests.

[[i just got nervous that maybe I had only imagined the post and started to freak out haha... this hallowfest is getting to me!]]

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The waves that C R A S H E D upon
The R O C K S that you were trying to step along

And in my head I heard them play a S O N G

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^ By me and my SS *squiggle hugs*

[^What eyes? heehee]

"Who is it?" Bubbles cried. "Who met their sad fate last night? Oh, I can't look, I can't look," she sobbed, lowering her head into her arms.

[Yes! Things are heating up! ]

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"Peachy," Harry muttered darkly. "And here I was thinking this could be a normal Halloween with no dead people. Shows how smart I am."

He got up and put his dishes into the sink, "How'd they die? And who was it, anyway"

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Four Gods wait on the windowsill,
Where once eight Gods did war and will,
And if the Gods themselves may die,
What does that say for you and I?

Now, three Gods wait on the windowsill
Where one God's blood was lately spilled
While black tongues lap at the spreading pool
And build the strength they need to rule.

"If you're lying..." Kit started out the door and towards the gardens but paused. She turned around and stripped Milton of his coat. "Thanks."

"But---ma'am! It's... it's cold!" He cried.

"I know, which is why I'm borrowing this." She zipped it up, and it was clearly three times too big. She turned to all the guests, "Come on, let's go check it out."

Kit didn't wait for an answer, but marched straight out the door and through the halls to the exit into the gardens. From far off, she spotted the figure of someone by the fountain and rushed to it.

There lay Saffron Orange, face down in the fountain, with all her orange hair wet and eerily floating out about her. She had drowned.

"Oh dear, oh dear, oh dear." Kit mumbled, "So not good."

Next to the fountain however, lay a map. She picked it up and opened it, and it was a picture of the entire world, seemingly flat. All the pictures were marked as though some countries have not been found and it seemed incredibly old. Christopher Columbus old.

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^ By me and my SS *squiggle hugs*

When he recieved no reply, Dresden followed Kit out into the garden, snatching his staff from beside the door. He took one look at the body in the fountain and sighed heavily, "Someone's gonna pay for this."

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Four Gods wait on the windowsill,
Where once eight Gods did war and will,
And if the Gods themselves may die,
What does that say for you and I?

Now, three Gods wait on the windowsill
Where one God's blood was lately spilled
While black tongues lap at the spreading pool
And build the strength they need to rule.

[^ lol, Horseman]

"Saffron!" Bubbles wailed and ran out to garden. "Not my friend," she cried. After several minutes of mourning, she stood up and clenched her fists. "The killer must pay," she seethed. "He/She can't get away with this!"

After calming down enough to think logically, Bubbles peered at the map that Kit had found. "What do you think this is for?" she asked Kit. "Is it a clue?"

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i'm back for a little! i'll see how this visit goes.