Day 9

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51d, 3h, 5m, 56s

(Y/n) stared at her dark ceiling.  "I'm sorry Alfred is so cold towards you." Matthew whispered.   "He's not usually like this."

(Y/n) shook her head.  "It's okay." A small smile played on her lips.  "I am talking to his dead brother after all."

"Yeah." Matthew sighed, rolling on his back.  "And his dead brother is running out of time."

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