[center][h1][color=E97E99]Millicent Clarke[/color][/h1]
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[color=E97E99][i]Location: ???[/I][/color][/center]
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So it was confirmed. She was, in fact, dead. But she wasn't all the way dead. The others with her were in the same predicament as she was. Well, she wanted to get to the island with them, so she got her wish, such as it was. She would be damned if she was going to stay this way.

Before she could speak up, she recognized Isaac among the group. Happy to see yet another familiar face, she couldn't talk fast enough before Isaac reached for the flask before them and his body, such as it was, crumpled. She could only look in horror as the man she once cared for was no more.

It stung, but she had to press onward. One of the others suggested possession. They were ghosts now, right? They could do that? [color=E97E99]"We need that flask, right? I'll do it, I guess unless someone wants to desperately?"[/color] If no one spoke up, Millicent would possess one of the two on the ground.