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" You want to steal a dead girl's dress. How do you even know she's not buried with it?"

" Yeah. I do want her dress. I know she was wearing it when she was lying in the coffin, but then they found her diary. She wrote that she wished to be buried in a T- shirt and jeans. Smart you know, for the afterlife."

" You're seriously weird you know that."

"Yeah, stop rolling your eyes," she said airily " Look at the background of the picture. That's her room. We have to find it"

"How do you know?"

"Duh. There's a Frills and Fances poster on the wall. Come on!"

She marched up the stairs, took a sharp left, halted at a room turned right, opened another room to reveal a set of stairs. She ran up, and hesitated

The End

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