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So, you may or may not have noticed I'm no longer a resident in Castle Wonderfuck. Anyway, to save you getting all maudlin like the little idiots you are, I'm fine. I just moved into town. You can now find me at [insert address here, hurd dur cassa del guts] now we can all move on with our lives.

Speaking of, apparently there was some sort of nightmare epidemic? I just had a dreamless sleep, myself, as per usual, but it seems I was a rare case. Anyway, given that ninety per-cent of you probably have pretty horrific nightmare scenarios all ready to play in your own heads, I'm guessing it wasn't exactly fun for you.

So I'm offering a one-time opportunity for Uncle Crowley to come and sit down with a bottle of alcohol and listen to you bitch and whine about your traumatic experience and then give you some advice with which to continue your sad little lives without wanting to sob into a mug of tea every five seconds.

And that's not because I care, which I don't by the way, it's just to save everyone the headache of dealing with a month of shut ins and psychological breakdowns. No one wants that. It's just sad.

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How about yes to alcohol but we skip the talking about it? We can piss and moan about the castle instead.

[Of course, this would mean leaving her room.]

We can skip the deep and meaningful conversation. Less work for me.

Hey, c'mon, I have nightmares all the time. I just had some people crashing it this time, that's all.

How horribly rude of them.

Geez, I know, right? I mean, really, it's not a free-for-all. I should've been charging money.

Fantastic. I'll, uh ... let you know when I get on the way ... [If she gets on her way.]

You don't happen to have some demon-magic-thing that'll let me just pop over, do you?

Roll right up, come and enjoy my memories. Don't leave popcorn on the floor.

...I have a car, but I don't let anyone sit in it.

So no.

Wait, what? You have a car -- [That on it's own is pretty notable here] -- but you won't let anyone sit in it.

Why the hell not?

You know, if they brought popcorn they should really share it.

I got it for Christmas my first year here.

Because it's my car and people are messy.

The rude people of Paradisa? Not likely.

Yeah, I guess that's asking too much. At least the ones in my head were okay. I feel kinda bad about Danny being in a straitjacket, though.

Which one's Danny again? And is he legitimately crazy or does he just think he is?

The one who thinks ghosts are involved in everything. It's kind of an unhealthy obsession.

Uh, the straitjacket was part of my nightmare. I hate being confined, so... yeah.