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HAPPY HALLOWEEN what am I doing with my life
[You know, if the Horsemann could talk...he'd probably be questioning his mun. Seriously, who would even play this guy? But alas, he cannot talk, so sadly the only think he can do is stand here.
Waiting.
For some poor sap to walk by so he can chase them.
Feel free to make your character that person.]
Waiting.
For some poor sap to walk by so he can chase them.
Feel free to make your character that person.]
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Carefully moving one of the books on the shelf aside, he peers through the gap to the other side, watching the doorway to the control point.]
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He'll be going back shortly, though.]
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Unfortunately, Mann Manor is a big place, and Sniper's sense of direction inside buildings is pretty poor. He ends up in the den, the light from the fireplace making his shadow stretch all the way to the far wall. He turns sharply, startled by it- it seems that the Horsemann has got his nerves all worked up.]
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Hey Sniper, did you hear that?
Thump. Thump.
It seems to be getting closer.
THUMP! THUMP! THUMP!
It's as if whatever's causing the sound in extremely close b-
Oh.
He's at the doorway, cackling like a madman. Surprise.
I'd run if I were you.]
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Back he goes down the hall and through the library, leaping across the chasm in the floor to the control point in the next room, trying to think the entire time. What can he do against a ghost?]
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Since the Horsemann cannot jump, he's forced to go around the pit, giving Sniper some precious time to GET THE HELL OUT OF THERE!]