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[sageprincess]

Do we have any concrete information about the phantoms that roam floor eleven at night? Aside from the fact that they sound like our loved ones, of course.

[She has her doubts the answer is yes, but might as well try.]

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[sageprincess]

None whatsoever. One tried to speak to me with the voice of my childhood attendant, but it did not pursue me when I ran.

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[halfpintsorceress]

Huh, weird.

Guess that's one point for this place, then. Sort of.

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[sageprincess]

The strangeness of it is precisely why I am asking. [Sort of.] This place can hardly be called merciful.

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[halfpintsorceress]

You'd think something like those would be, y'know, more common, give us some kind of sense of security that we can get away from stuff here before we met some of the other things...

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[sageprincess]

I suppose some of the more peaceful floors could fulfill that purpose, if we expand the criteria to include not just monsters. Perhaps the monsters are beyond the administrators' direct control, given the lack of collars or other, similar mechanisms.

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[halfpintsorceress]

Given how that whole whale thing worked out, I'm inclined to agree. Too bad there's not any way we could really use that to help us...