Phil purses his lips. He scratches idly at the sculpture as he talks.
"Yeah. Headed by a possessed Friday, trapped us all on the deck. It was a bloodbath. They were trying to murder us to let more ghosts take our bodies. Darcy... fought hard. I don't know everything, but it was her and that poofy-haired knife kid, Vance, who took down Friday, and then the entire deck was destroyed at the same time, dropping everybody onto the Promenade."
I don't know everything, he says, because he'd been murdered in under five or ten minutes.
"Out of the people who were alive by the end of it, I only know Erin and César." (Not Darcy.) "I think Johnny was still on his feet before I... lost track. Same for Dimitri. Your third dad, I don't know him well enough to say. I'm sorry."
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"Yeah. Headed by a possessed Friday, trapped us all on the deck. It was a bloodbath. They were trying to murder us to let more ghosts take our bodies. Darcy... fought hard. I don't know everything, but it was her and that poofy-haired knife kid, Vance, who took down Friday, and then the entire deck was destroyed at the same time, dropping everybody onto the Promenade."
I don't know everything, he says, because he'd been murdered in under five or ten minutes.
"Out of the people who were alive by the end of it, I only know Erin and César." (Not Darcy.) "I think Johnny was still on his feet before I... lost track. Same for Dimitri. Your third dad, I don't know him well enough to say. I'm sorry."