“For all these years I thought I’d been spurned... but it turns out she really did love me...”
“Does that make it any better?”
“...No, it’s worse.”
“Did your cousin wear brown boots?”
“We’re finished now, Humphrey.”
“...Yes, what of it?”
“Well who was he writing letters to?”
“What?”
“He cheated the coward!”
“I know she doesn’t love me... but please fetch Isabelle that I may say goodbye to her...”
“He waited...and waited... but she never came...”
“Wait a minute...Annie? Who’s Annie?”
“Oh did we never tell you?”
“Oh Annie haunted here hundred year or more. True friend to me... til she got sucked off.”
“-I’m sorry?”
“Baby deer... dead... what monster would do this? What creature? What demon-”
“Robin... Bit off topic?”
“But is just getting to good bit.”
“It’s got nothing to do with how I died!”
“Well...”