[ she wasn't expecting her. it makes her jump a little in her anxiety, when her voice comes to break the silence. she turns the tap on finally to wash away the blood under her nose and finally looks in the mirror. okay, no psychos behind her waiting to stab a knife in her back. goody. ]
Yes. I'm dead. This is my ghost.
[ the irony and hilarity of the joke would be muuuch better if she knew why she's bleeding. but she won't. so just enjoy the deadpan snark. ]
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Yes. I'm dead. This is my ghost.
[ the irony and hilarity of the joke would be muuuch better if she knew why she's bleeding. but she won't. so just enjoy the deadpan snark. ]