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[am_i_a_monster]

I found something too. I took a nap and it was just there, hanging over me, when I woke up. I thought it was part of a bad dream at first. I do not like it at all. I'm ninety-nine percent sure I'll add it to the 'cragslist'. I'm staying with Hannibal and Will, so I'll have to check with them to make sure they don't want it. Although I can't imagine they would.

[She knows Hannibal and Will would understand that it almost looks like something out her serial killer father's cabin. And no one else needs to know that part.]

This is it:

[She shows a chandelier made of antlers.]





I used to hunt; I don't have a problem with using every part of an animal. But this, um, this just isn't my style. At least it doesn't smell like venison.

[or dead girls, she thinks to herself.]

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[text]

[am_i_a_monster]

No. And no. I'm very good at field dressing deer.
I don't like who this chandelier reminds me of.
Yeah.
I guess I should be glad it didn't land on me.

[text]

[aroundthecoroner]

Who does the chandelier remind you of?

[Today on: Things Michael Instantly Regrets Asking.]

[text]

[am_i_a_monster]

A very sick man.

[text]

[aroundthecoroner]

[Yep. Regret. One more thing before he drops it, though:]

The sick man's not here, is he?

[text]

[am_i_a_monster]

No. He's dead.

[text]

[aroundthecoroner]

Okay.
Good.

[There's a pause as he fidgets with the idea of potentially doing a good deed that might take him out of his way and put him in contact with people he doesn't know.]

Do you
really need someone to get rid of it?
So it doesn't remind you?

[text]

[am_i_a_monster]

I have someone who will help me take it apart if no one wants it.

[text]

[aroundthecoroner]

Oh.
Okay.
That's good.

[Phew. Social obligation successfully avoided.]