[Mike’s face would be turning red if he had any blood flow. This wasn’t the reaction he was anticipating; he hates people worrying about him.]
No, no, I just- [Abort, abort.] I woke up like this one morning. I didn’t- die, or anything.
[There’s discomfort in the way he says it. Because the thing is, it is about death - just not his own. He woke up incorporeal at the same moment a car crashed across town.
But he’s not about to tell Dustin that Will died. Not yet.]
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No, no, I just- [Abort, abort.] I woke up like this one morning. I didn’t- die, or anything.
[There’s discomfort in the way he says it. Because the thing is, it is about death - just not his own. He woke up incorporeal at the same moment a car crashed across town.
But he’s not about to tell Dustin that Will died. Not yet.]
This place does weird shit. That’s all.