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A toast, to this most auspicious night! Though I'm uncertain as how I could have potentially traveled back... or perhaps forward, in time. The actual way that time works in this purgatory confounds me to no end. It was the seventh of October a month ago for me, yet now it is that same time again a month later.
[His sense of time's out of whack. He takes a swig from a bottle, also obviously buzzed. The sound of other people talking and drinking, and eating in the background could be heard. He was at a bar.]
To experience it yet again after only a single month has passed is distressing in and of itself, and a mockery at best. Nevertheless! I'm an entertainer at heart, so I submit to your ears, for this, the month of the dead and witchcraft, "The Conqueror Worm".
[He takes another drink.]
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[His sense of time's out of whack. He takes a swig from a bottle, also obviously buzzed. The sound of other people talking and drinking, and eating in the background could be heard. He was at a bar.]
To experience it yet again after only a single month has passed is distressing in and of itself, and a mockery at best. Nevertheless! I'm an entertainer at heart, so I submit to your ears, for this, the month of the dead and witchcraft, "The Conqueror Worm".
[He takes another drink.]
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