Epilogue.
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My name is Dallas Higgins, I moved to this castle a few months ago because my parents were killed and I had no other choice. My brothers Pie Eater and Specs live here with me, along with a couple of other crazy people.
Its been a few days since Charlie turned up. She just walked through the front door without a word to anyone. Just went right up to her room and sat there.
Spot made the mistake of trying to get inside her head and now he has a nasty shiner from her throwing him down the stairs with an indignant flick of her chin.
Mike is the same as he always was, an asshole.
Joe is really depressing nowadays. He just sort of mopes around and goes to Charlie's staircase every morning to stare hopefully at her door.
Blink is okay, I think, he hasnt set anything on fire or done anything that leads anyone to believe he's having a hard time. He and Pie Eater are actually kinda close now. Good buddies. Right.
Adrienne, the new kid has been spending lots of time in the library with Spot and Specs. They're teaching her... well... everything.
Taylor, Scott, and Jordan just sort of sit around and try to get Joe out of his bad mood.
Jack sits at the bottom of Charlie's staircase like he's her guard or something.
Charlotte didnt come to breakfast this morning which is rather normal a thing nowadays. Everyone sat chatting quietly among themselves when speak of the devil, Charlie walked in. Her head was down and everyone was quiet. It was like she was made of crystal and if we spoke too loud, she'd shatter. Something tells me she has this crazy idea in her head that its her fault Dutchy died. I dont know where she got it. If she wants to blame anyone, however, that isnt going to happen because he's already dead. I can only imagine what that place looked like when she got finished with it. It was already bloody and what not.
We, however, dont look much worse for the wear. Everyone is pretty much healed up. You'd never know we were in a hundred man, supernatural battle royal.
Well, except for spot. He cant heal himself and no one will heal it for him. When Jack noticed it the first time, I distinctly remember him saying something about it serving him right. And I think it does.
As I think this, my bowl of cheerios falls over into my lap. I havent touched it and Spot is over there looking rather smug.
Nothings the same... but at least we haven't changed. Wait... does that sound right... ?
Fin.
(_(_(_(_(_(_(_(Racetracks POV)_)_)_)_)_)_)_)
My name is Dallas Higgins, I moved to this castle a few months ago because my parents were killed and I had no other choice. My brothers Pie Eater and Specs live here with me, along with a couple of other crazy people.
Its been a few days since Charlie turned up. She just walked through the front door without a word to anyone. Just went right up to her room and sat there.
Spot made the mistake of trying to get inside her head and now he has a nasty shiner from her throwing him down the stairs with an indignant flick of her chin.
Mike is the same as he always was, an asshole.
Joe is really depressing nowadays. He just sort of mopes around and goes to Charlie's staircase every morning to stare hopefully at her door.
Blink is okay, I think, he hasnt set anything on fire or done anything that leads anyone to believe he's having a hard time. He and Pie Eater are actually kinda close now. Good buddies. Right.
Adrienne, the new kid has been spending lots of time in the library with Spot and Specs. They're teaching her... well... everything.
Taylor, Scott, and Jordan just sort of sit around and try to get Joe out of his bad mood.
Jack sits at the bottom of Charlie's staircase like he's her guard or something.
Charlotte didnt come to breakfast this morning which is rather normal a thing nowadays. Everyone sat chatting quietly among themselves when speak of the devil, Charlie walked in. Her head was down and everyone was quiet. It was like she was made of crystal and if we spoke too loud, she'd shatter. Something tells me she has this crazy idea in her head that its her fault Dutchy died. I dont know where she got it. If she wants to blame anyone, however, that isnt going to happen because he's already dead. I can only imagine what that place looked like when she got finished with it. It was already bloody and what not.
We, however, dont look much worse for the wear. Everyone is pretty much healed up. You'd never know we were in a hundred man, supernatural battle royal.
Well, except for spot. He cant heal himself and no one will heal it for him. When Jack noticed it the first time, I distinctly remember him saying something about it serving him right. And I think it does.
As I think this, my bowl of cheerios falls over into my lap. I havent touched it and Spot is over there looking rather smug.
Nothings the same... but at least we haven't changed. Wait... does that sound right... ?
Fin.