LostHaven
Loser's queue is real and it's coming for you.
As soon as she had opened the case, a stream of coffee burst from the case and covered Seris in the liquid. The screeching could be heard more clearly now. It wasn't screeching at all. It was in fact, a radio playing an audio file in an infinite loop. "For your information, idiot, I don't have a soul. Hope you enjoyed the cold coffee. Wait, nevermind, It probably sprayed all over you. If I managed to piss you off, I'll be in my manor. So if you really wanna come and murder me, be my guest!"
*Meanwhile*
Faust was in his manor, wiping the blood off his scythe. He had just killed another fool who managed to get inside his home. He pulled out the trespasser's entire skeleton and hanged it on the wall, alongside about 50 more skeletons of trespassers. Faust then sat on a pretty old looking sofa and began drinking a cup of the strongest coffee. "Heh, I hoped that 'clown' wasn't crazy enough to come here just because of a coffee soak. Eeeeeh... She probably would. And she would probably burn this whole place down..."
*Meanwhile*
Faust was in his manor, wiping the blood off his scythe. He had just killed another fool who managed to get inside his home. He pulled out the trespasser's entire skeleton and hanged it on the wall, alongside about 50 more skeletons of trespassers. Faust then sat on a pretty old looking sofa and began drinking a cup of the strongest coffee. "Heh, I hoped that 'clown' wasn't crazy enough to come here just because of a coffee soak. Eeeeeh... She probably would. And she would probably burn this whole place down..."