Caring for Dead Randlords

I wondered if the ghost of a Randlord buried here would stop me in my tracks.

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The Blast Happened at 3:26 p.m.

I started to panic, but S talked me through it, told me to hold the panic small and tight until we got indoors. I managed because she was holding me.

We live in a soft house

I can tell you all the things that are going to happen today and the order in which they’re going to happen.