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"Mummy..."
"Not now, dear." "But Mummy..." "Mummy's busy, darling." "Mumeeee..." "WHAT?" "There's a coffin in the basement, Mummy." "I'll be down to see it in a minute, honey. Just let me get Daddy's dinner ready." "There's a man in the coffin, Mummy." "Anyone we know?" "He bit me, Mummy. He says I gotta bite you."
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