[u][h2][center][color=CFD3C6]Rurik Alexeev[/color][/center][/h2][/u]

[color=CFD3C6]"Oh. You can just... to a ghost..."[/color] He wasn't sure what was more terrifying; the ghost, or his girlfriend who could apparently freeze them solid. He decided it didn't really matter and that at least she was on his side. He poked the ghostsicle curiously and jumped back, startled, as it teetered over and shattered into a million pieces. [color=CFD3C6]". . . neat."[/color] He gulped, hoping he hadn't just gotten himself cursed or something. [color=CFD3C6]"So... I'm gonna let you choose where we go this time."[/color]

Maybe she'd have better luck avoiding the myriad of horrors that apparently infested this hellhole.

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[@Hammerman]