Every night's my night off as long as he can't bring me back.
[That's what Brook's decided is logical, anyway. If he can't get home, Satan also can't get him; if he could, Brook would already be doing his time in the ninth circle. If he ever gets back, he figures he's insta-fucked after going all these nights in the City with no murders to show for it. He's trying not to think about it.
In the meantime, he continues to stare Ghost right in the face, not because he's masterfully trying to get her to respond, but because he's used to wearing a mask with people. A literal, physical one. For decades, he didn't have to worry about making the wrong expression or committing a faux pas, because no one could see it. He's like a kid with no manners.
But, since it doesn't seem like she's inclined to answer his question... Okay. Take two.]
The stairs out of here just go straight down. They're outside. They don't take you back into the haunted house.
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[That's what Brook's decided is logical, anyway. If he can't get home, Satan also can't get him; if he could, Brook would already be doing his time in the ninth circle. If he ever gets back, he figures he's insta-fucked after going all these nights in the City with no murders to show for it. He's trying not to think about it.
In the meantime, he continues to stare Ghost right in the face, not because he's masterfully trying to get her to respond, but because he's used to wearing a mask with people. A literal, physical one. For decades, he didn't have to worry about making the wrong expression or committing a faux pas, because no one could see it. He's like a kid with no manners.
But, since it doesn't seem like she's inclined to answer his question... Okay. Take two.]
The stairs out of here just go straight down. They're outside. They don't take you back into the haunted house.
[She clearly had a bad time in there.]