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... was more of a statement confirming an already obvious truth.
You’re Twilight Song, aren’t you? Don’t even bother hiding it. I’ve found the answer already—I’m just being polite enough to ask.
Gotham Song stared quietly at Sunday Silence, who currently occupied Cafe’s body, and strangely found herself not all that surprised.
If she thought about it carefully, it was rather obvious, wasn’t it?
Sunday Silence had long known Gotham Song could see ghosts. And what kind ...
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