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Abigail pointed to herself. "I did. Well, I don't know if it was the murder weapon, but I had a murder weapon. Or what sounded like one. A cane. That killed a so-called 'Krampus,' whoever that is."

"Noctilain it is, then..."

"Fine, I'll testify on Squirt's murder. Or his 'shmurder' if we have to call it something else like we're in some kind of E-rated movie. Squirt's shmurderer is Mia, but she's dead now, so you can't put her on trial for shmurdering him. So, the real question is who enabled Mia's shmurderous...

"So..." Abigial sighed. "Let's get this straight." "So, Squirt can't be dead because he's a trained soldier, and he's a child." She laughed humourlessly. "Both die. Get used to it. In fact, both are more prone to dying than average. It comes with the territory. I don't care how much you trained...

[I realized I should CW this for Abigail considering wether dying would be a good thing. That's something I feel like I'm obligated to edit in, but if that's not okay, mods can revert the edit. The ONLY change was this and an Inline Spoiler tag. Gen and Lee were hugging her. Was their touch...

Abigail stared at the paw in front of her. How did she know it was real? She could be deep in a coma, a Symbiont's venom coursing through her veins as her brain conjured unknowable nightmares the likes of which she was only beginning to see so that it could turn her fears into more of its toxic...

"If you've been through something like this before," Abigail whispered, struggling to muster enough energy to speak, "how are you still sane?"

Abigail stared at the scene unfolding before her. Maybe Jesse had been right, and this place was some sort of purgatory. But... Did that make her dead? Maybe it did. Maybe her human body was nothing more than a cloud of subatomic particles in a world infinitely far away. If that was the case...

"Hold on..." Abigail gritted her teeth. "What does that mean? And when did you do it? Did that redirect anything Mia tried to do while dead, which would be nothing... or did it redirect things done to Mia? Because if it's the latter we need to know wether it was used before Palkia checked Mia's...

Her investigation complete, the Lens of Nia clouded over again. "Tabitha is... innocent. Huh. Go figure. I guess Nilam is our next-best shot?"

Abigail pulled out her lens. The fogginess in the black opal glass had cleared come morning. She smirked at Tabitha. "How about I just scan you? That'd clear things up... one way or another."

Another review of Eternal Shadows. This one is 3 chapters and 942 words. Unless I really bungled things up and missed someone when I went through all the reviews, I seem to be the second person to review up to the end of the fic, to my surprise. (With Amby being first.) That's a +1 for me. Yep I...

I'm back for day 2! So, this chapter gets off to a really strong start here, and I'm really starting to get what you mean when you say ES would've work in third person, because this hook definitely relies on it. The perspective there is really colourful. And then we get this, which is a nice...

Abigail laughed. "Need me to repeat myself?" "Technically, though, it's a bit more complicated than than. See, there's another person like me, and we need to keep each other alive, too. Currently, neither of us knows who the other is, but obviously they're about to figure out who I am right...

"Sure. Mia it is." She creeps me out anyways...

Abigail was thinking about the cathedral that she wanted to enter out of sheer spite. If there was a normal cathedral, it would've been easy to find, so clearly it was a weird cathedral. Which, in this place, was really more normal than a normal one. Since it didn't seem to be visible above the...

Abigail snatched one of the pieces of stationary. "Come on, we don't really need writing utensils that badly." She bit the tip of one of her fingers, and some blue blood surfaced on her fingertip. For a moment, she was taken aback by the colour, before remembering that she was a fairy now, so...

"I think you've got that backwards," Abigail objected. "If the answer to wether or not the killer had fur was, the people with fur should be cleared, and the people who don't shou-" She looked down at her own furless ralts body. "Wait. Fuck."

Abigail hadn't noticed a cathedral, but this place was weird enough that she could totally believe there was one somewhere. "Wait, I can't enter it?" She grumbled. It's not that she really wanted to go into any cathedrals in the first place, but being told she couldn't made her want to do it...

*heard