The cold mist of the graveyard caressed me, the typical fear most people felt there having no effect on me after so long of working there. Not that I minded—besides being fatigued from the work, that is. And then there was the museum…
A break now and then would've been nice, but the Hatters kept me on long hours as of late. It seemed like the days were going to start dragging on forever when they arrived back in the Country of Diamonds during the move.
The move brought plenty of disaster; at least they brought an Outsider, too.
