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    So he's a ghost, well Sandor's pretty sure he’s a ghost. It makes sense, at least as much sense as anything ever does. He’s stuck now, stuck in the house he grew up in… the house he died in. He's not sure if it's poetic or fucking tragic. Doesn't really matter though that's life, or rather death. Regardless it was a little house with a good bit of land, it was enough in life why wouldn't it be in death? It was lonely though, it took a while, maybe years for him to notice how lonely. The days had bled together. Then one day a family moved in. A woman and a little girl. So a small family. At first even their steps in the hall would ring in his ears for hours, but soon he got used to them.

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