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[shuttersense]

[It should be noted that the writing is shaky, almost a scrawl. Some of the words might even be difficult to read from her haste to write down the words.]

Did anyone else see her?

Little girl. Dark hair, braided, wearing dress. Was with a cloaked figure who carried her away. Just down the hallway.

I keep hearing her laughter. I couldn't catch up though.

I know. I know it could be a memory but-

Please tell me I'm not crazy.

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[morethanaprocessor]

You aren't crazy. I saw her too.

[shuttersense]

Did you-[The writing is crossed out, to the point of scribbled.] Thank you.

[morethanaprocessor]

You're welcome. If I see her again, I'll find a way to let you know.

[shuttersense]

Thanks. I have my journal, in case anyone writes in.

[silver_lucifer]

[It's very meticulous handwriting in reply; it... honestly doesn't help that they've probably never seen each other's handwriting.]

She was there, yes. I suspect they're both likely outside of what areas we can reach; the usual sort of thing for this place.

[shuttersense]

[They haven't had a reason to look at each others writing before. And hers is...not the smooth practical lines as usual.]

It could be a memory. A ghost. Maybe a layer. I don't know. I don't know and I don't know if she's

[She's crossed the rest out.]

Sorry. Forget I wrote that.

[silver_lucifer]

Is there something you were expecting?

I remember there having been a small handful of children that would only be seen briefly, if at all, although I doubt those are still present.

[shuttersense]

Maybe they are. I don't know.

I don't want to write about it here.

[byhiswill]

I heard her, a child? I did not reach the hall in time to see her. I thought it was another. [the handwriting is neat, but lacks any flourishes at all]

[shuttersense]

That it was someone you knew? Or thought you knew? It happens, I guess.

[byhiswill]

Yes. A little girl I have helped look after.

[shuttersense]

I'm sorry. Perhaps we'll chance another glimpse of her, and soon.

[redfiend]

Yeah, I seen her. Didn't bother chasing after her though... figured it wasn't 'real'. Guess I was wrong.

[shuttersense]

It depends on what you think is 'real'. She might have been. Or not.

I don't know.

[redfiend]

I... [The writing stops as he's caught in thought. It starts up again shortly after.]

Guess I can't say that. Had a ghost hire me to get her brother out of prison... she was as real as can be. Didn't even realize she was a ghost until her brother said she had passed away while he was in prison.

[canonized_demon]

I saw her too just a bit before she was gone. Looked around for a bit after and couldnt find her though.

[shuttersense]

She might be gone. Maybe dead. Who knows.

[canonized_demon]

Not even sure she was real at this point.

[chosenfamily]

I saw her. You're not crazy.

[shuttersense]

Good. Thanks.

[chosenfamily]

It might not be her. But...just remember, the kids don't come to any harm from the house itself.

[poetryforfish]

You are not crazy and I saw her.

I know what you must be thinking. I could not tell. I'm sorry. It is still a possibility. She was always hidden, the way you were early on.

[shuttersense]

What?

[Welp she was not expecting to read that.]

[unchainedfromacomet]

[much more familiar handwriting]

You have to tell people who you are in these, Castiel. At least a couple times. I'm still horrible with introductions too but that's in person
It's not like ours was. Not everybody knows you. You can't just SAY stuff. You'll scare people.

Sorry Rei

[poetryforfish]

I am Castiel

I did not mean to scare you and I can see how this might be confusing. I will try to remember to identify myself in the future.