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Casper is sad. His head is cloudy. He grips his scythe tightly.
“WHAT ARE YOU DOING?!” A reaper yells, “STOP THIS MADNESS!”
Casper shakes his head. No no I can’t. My sunshine… they aren’t coming back. Casper takes another soul prematurely.
“STAND DOWN!” Another reaper yells.
“ No ” His voice, thick with emotion.. Bodies litter the small shop the Casper massacred. His sunshine gave up their soul for Casper, for their animal, for a plant. And it's gone, not even a soul remains for Casper to harvest. He felt love, something reaper’s shouldn’t feel, and his love, his sunshine is gone.