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[call_me_spooky]

[Voice]

[Almost inaudibly]

Shit.

[Long pause.]

O-kaaay… Not in Kansas anymore. Look, if I’m dead, Clyde Bruckman? You owe me an apology.

So, working on the assumption that I’m not… Is anyone out there?

I could use a hand here.

Comments

private;

[call_me_spooky]

Thanks a lot, Dean, I appreciate the offer.

I gather things are a bit different around here, though... in terms of, uh, awareness about and tolerance of the paranormal. I almost feel out of a job.

private;

[shutupsammy]

No problem. Seriously.

I don't know about that. People pretty much come to terms with the whole 'weird shit exists' deal here, after a time at least. Doesn't mean you're out of a job, though.

I'm not good with authority, but a guy like you? You could look into the police force. So's my brother right now, and he's a good kid. Went to Stanford and everything. Call him Scully.

I'll buy you a beer sometime.

private;

[call_me_spooky]

Yeah, I already spoke with someone on the police force. I'm guessing it won't be a problem, as long as no one minds that any letters of reference I get are based on a television show, right?

Sounds good, Dean, and thanks. We can trade goat-sucker stories, once I get a bit more settled in.

private;

[shutupsammy]

I'd offer a letter of reference, but I'm not exactly seen as respectable in polite society where I come from.

Sweet.