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In our mirth we failed to see the tragedy before us. There had been a fatality. (see her foot?)

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We grieved (see my sad face?) as Jessica slowly came closer and closer to the light.

But grief turned quickly into anger and hostility.
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We needed someone to blame and soon, haunted by the image of our departed friend, we prepared to duel.

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Jessica's ghost, ever the pacifist, tried to convince us she was still alive.

But we weren't going to fall for that.
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We drew our swords as the helpless apparition looked on.

I suffered a humiliating defeat.
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I think Jessica's ghost was just happy it was over.

Ok, so I lied