WaffleReaper
The CL4P-TP of Ghosts
Amelia searched a bit and quickly found a bench, that's one lucky thing that happened. She sat down and rested as she waited. Turns out she was so tired the time she waited on the bench felt like a single minute. She thought to herself "Well I guess that's what I get for thinking this place was at the park. But it made the wait easier so I guess its okay. I still need to think about how the psychic could be crazy. I mean Goose went mad, so what is keeping her sane? Ugh, I don't even know if she is crazy or not and I'm asking because of these mind games and madness inducing shocks. I need to get my head in the right train of thought again. I would've never asked this question to myself before. Now I'm in the brood and I'm nearing the path of insanity if i don't get the science on this shit pronto." When she finished this thought and the door opened, Amelia tried to sneak past the door and find out what to do next.