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Having arrived at the right location on the C-Route, Michael was a little concerned about how many people were loitering here. If something was really about to happen here, especially something momentous, he wasn't sure how he felt about having such a crowd on hand. It didn't occur to him at first that they might all be here for the same reason. Really, such a thought would be no less insane than assuming all this ghost girl business was purely a figment of his imagination.

Yet, it turned out to be true. As the ghost girl arrived on the scene, Michael started to realise that not only were other people able to see and hear her, but she claimed they "all knew why they were here". The ghost girl had turned out not to merely be real, but be influencing more than one person. While this meant that Michael's theory that he had been going a little loopy was wrong, which was hardly a bad thing, he wasn't sure it was much better to be confronted with the fact that he was dealing with some kindof supernatural phenomenon. It was bad enough that he had been seeing some girl that was only spoken of in the context of an urban legend, but now he was part to something truly bizarre involving a "different world", if all he was hearing was to be believed. What on God's green earth was he supposed to make of any of this? Truth be told, a small part of him wanted to believe he was still just going nuts.

But no matter how much he pinched himself, he was still standing here, among a group of seemingly very real people, who all seemed at least partially as disturbed about this as he did. Some of these people he even recognised from around Lightbridge. He still didn't know what to make of this otherworldly bullshit, but he was at least starting to think there was a little truth to be had in this situation. Somebody else already decided to take point and ask questions. On one hand, she technically answered the questions the guy asked already, and at the same time, she really had not. Telling them they were going off to another world hardly gave them any information, and it ought to come as no surprise that telling people something so ridiculous would just confuse them and make them suspicious. 

Although Michael had a thousand and one questions bubbling up in his own head, he chose not to speak out here. If anyone ought to be taking charge, he supposed it should be the police officer, and yet he felt a little ought of his depth here. He had never interrogated someone spouting nonsense like this before, so it wouldn't help anyone to have him be the one asking questions. On top of that, he wasn't sure asking questions would really help at all, since ghosty here had never been terribly straightforward when he had encountered her under the belief she wasn't even real. Besides, he was here in an off-duty capacity, so he wasn't really supposed to have a responsibility to take charge here. What he was prepared to do was step in if anything untoward started happening here, of course. He might not have a flying clue what the ghost girl had planned, but if she had even the tiniest sliver of ill intent here, he wouldn't hesitate to restrain here and bring her in. He was hoping it wouldn't come to that, however.
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