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fandomhighdorms2005-09-12 12:18 am
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*Death walks down the hall towards room 333. He stops in front of his room, and touches the door handle lightly, smiling, as well as skulls can smile (which is not at all). After all, it is only proper that doors have handles. He then walks right through the door and into the room, unpacking a small bag and depositing a small mug that reads "World's Greatest Grandfather", a silver comb and brush, and a few other small personal items on the desk.
Not needing any sleep, he decides to go check on Binky, his horse, who has been left on the school lawn. He decides, however, to take a shortcut, through the walls of the ajoining rooms.
Those not inclined to see things of a magical nature feel only a disturbing presence, a chill in the room and, if particularly perceptive, a sense that the darkness just became a tad bit darker wherever Death has passed*
Not needing any sleep, he decides to go check on Binky, his horse, who has been left on the school lawn. He decides, however, to take a shortcut, through the walls of the ajoining rooms.
Those not inclined to see things of a magical nature feel only a disturbing presence, a chill in the room and, if particularly perceptive, a sense that the darkness just became a tad bit darker wherever Death has passed*