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“So how did you find her?” queries Trojan-Durexian war vet Sam Bee, back from the dead.

“Accident,” answers fellow vet Duncan Avocado. “About like everything here. That matters.” They both watch her hover around some more.

“Carol?” calls Sam Bee toward it after the wait. He looks at Duncan. “Could it be…?”

“I think it has to be. A cemetery with one ghost and no headstones. This is the town.”

“Better follow her, then.”

—–

“Well. You are the *Pumpkin King*, after all.”

Duncan always hated that war derived name. To death.

—–

The ghost disappeared on this parcel. They stopped. “This must be the place she wanted us to visit,” spoke Duncan A. “Another empty cemetery?”

Red stop sign; red rent overdue box, they noted. Then something else red more in the distance…

… but on the same parcel and in line with the other two.

—–

66 sign, which probably can be expanded to 66.6. Owned by the Red Devil himself.

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