39: Someone's Cranky
Nememus was wandering through the tunnels. He had been searching for the things they were looking for and hadn't quite found them yet. He did manage to hear some voices so he followed them. It sounded like they were fighting? Oh... He should probably leave them alone. He...
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Nememus was excited. He listened to all of the queens words and he listened to those of Abraham and Alastor. He was so excited. Ghosts were real and he was going to get to see what was behind that door. It had him filled with so many emotions that he couldn't quite figure out which one of them...
Neme was taken aback slightly by the response from the Suli. The other also wanted to go back in? Then maybe just maybe Neme wasn't quite as crazy as he was making himself feel like he was. He nodded to the other in understanding before staring back at the haunted house once more.
Wait it...
Neme heard the response from the other pony and it had him nodding. "I completely understand. I am so sorry for bumping into you... I shouldn't have been lost in my thoughts.... I just...." He paused. He didn't really want this other pony thinking he was crazy for wanting to go right back into...
Nememus had been trapped in his thoughts and had started wandering around in front of the haunted house. He had been looking forward to getting back in there but that was starting to seem hopeless. He was so lost in his thoughts that he hadn't quite seen the other pone who maybe was looking for...
Nememus was surprised to see the... He wasn't quite sure what to call it? A ghost? A Spirit? Something? It was definitely something he wasn't quite sure how to put into words. He wasn't sure that it was an act as everyone who seemed to be a part of the haunted house reacted so strangely to it...
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