[ Helen enters the Town Hall, closing the door gently behind her. There is a shake of her arms to get the snow loose and she lowers the makeshift hood she'd made to go with it. Her eyes settle on the man over by the bulletin board.
She'd say that he doesn't look familiar, but, well, she's new herself. No one looks familiar. ]
iii. the end approaches | did someone say doctor friends?
She'd say that he doesn't look familiar, but, well, she's new herself. No one looks familiar. ]
Oh, hello.
[ Who said manners are dead in a spooky town? ]