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❝ 𝐢𝐟 𝐢 𝐤𝐧𝐞𝐰 𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐧𝐰𝐡𝐚𝐭 𝐢 𝐤𝐧𝐨𝐰 𝐧𝐨𝐰𝐢 𝐰𝐨𝐮𝐥𝐝'𝐯𝐞 𝐥𝐚𝐮𝐠𝐡𝐞𝐝 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐝𝐚𝐧𝐜𝐞𝐝𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐥𝐚𝐧𝐜𝐞𝐝 𝐞𝐯𝐞𝐫𝐲 𝐬𝐚𝐜𝐫𝐞𝐝 𝐜𝐨𝐰 ❞

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❝ 𝐢𝐟 𝐢 𝐤𝐧𝐞𝐰 𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐧
𝐰𝐡𝐚𝐭 𝐢 𝐤𝐧𝐨𝐰 𝐧𝐨𝐰
𝐢 𝐰𝐨𝐮𝐥𝐝'𝐯𝐞 𝐥𝐚𝐮𝐠𝐡𝐞𝐝 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐝𝐚𝐧𝐜𝐞𝐝
𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐥𝐚𝐧𝐜𝐞𝐝 𝐞𝐯𝐞𝐫𝐲 𝐬𝐚𝐜𝐫𝐞𝐝 𝐜𝐨𝐰 ❞

❝ 𝐢𝐟 𝐢 𝐤𝐧𝐞𝐰 𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐧𝐰𝐡𝐚𝐭 𝐢 𝐤𝐧𝐨𝐰 𝐧𝐨𝐰𝐢 𝐰𝐨𝐮𝐥𝐝'𝐯𝐞 𝐥𝐚𝐮𝐠𝐡𝐞𝐝 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐝𝐚𝐧𝐜𝐞𝐝𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐥𝐚𝐧𝐜𝐞𝐝 𝐞𝐯𝐞𝐫𝐲 𝐬𝐚𝐜𝐫𝐞𝐝 𝐜𝐨𝐰 ❞

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The next day reigned above [NAME]'s lifeless body. She lied on the ground with a missing limb. She started to become more aware of emotions such as annoyance, peace, and confusion.

Annoyed because she would often cause a commotion without meaning to. I mean who loses a limb and walks around just...scaring people? Not [NAME] that's for sure! [Sarcasm]

Instead she lays on the ground near a dumpster, trying to formulate a plan to find a way to even begin a search rescue for her missing arm.

And honestly she would've stayed like that all day, just like a rock, had it not been for the piece of paper that was flicked towards her head by a particularly strange looking mail-woman. She wore a white lab coat and hair in a high pony tail, but that was besides the point. The other point was that she was also dead. Like [NAME]. She too, had rotting flesh, and sickly blue skin, with scars. The only difference was that her clothes weren't torn up and her hair wasn't messed up and grimey.

"Letter from Widow, Icarus, and Beelze to [NAME]. Instructions on how to take care of yourself. Explanations for your traits." She stated bluntly, deciding not to wait for an answer from [NAME] She suddenly vanished into black butterflies that soared through the air and ultimately disappeared with no trace.

[NAME] looked down at the paper. It seemed simple enough, so she opened the paper, ripping through the letter easily with her sharp nails.

Lord was she sorely mistaken.

It was the size of a high school science text book.

It weighed about 45 pounds to be exact.

Impossible? Not quite. Paper in the underworld is very heavy for good reasons.
Either way, deciding to just get it over with, [NAME] opened the stacks of paper, reading the book.

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