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The same thing happened.

But it's a marching Baritone, not Euphonium-..?

She fell through the floor at his touch.

Cabin Boy went and got food.

She was stuck in suspended animation.

Ezrium looked around. It appeared he was alone, how he liked it. But this was... different. Not the comforting type of alone, but the eerie type.

She melted into the floor, disappearing.

The girl was somehow lost in her dreams, and also running.

Cabin Boy rushed off to go get a drink.

Charlie smiled even more, also slightly blushing.

Ty stood there alone. It appeared as if no one had invited him to come along.

The now-evil Ezrium rose an army of undead British, Spanish, and American troops to fight against everybody and Napoleon.

Charlie looked at them and smiled, squeezing Eddie's hand. "They look so cute together, don't they?" @Ookla the Believer

Ty looks around. He was unsure what had happened, as he didn't really want to read the last pages, if it were actually all a role-playing game.

"No... no you're not supposed to be here." Ezrium noticed Hurricane.

Name: Cabin Boy Position on ship (I.e. cook): Cabin Boy History (expirience/life story): Early 20s, you picked him up right before this adventure, so he is pretty new. He is rather poor, but hopeful, and has always wanted to become a sailor, and unknowingly joined the crew, not realizing it was a pirate ship. Special skill: is good at being a Cabin Boy. The Cabin Boy scrubbed the deck thoughtfully. He had finally done it. He had become a sailor, and was going to become the best gosh darn sailor you'd ever see. But he also enjoyed being a Cabin Boy.

Luna stumbled around the clinic. What had happened? She remembered being in the clinic, wandering around, until some guy named Elan showed up. Then she was here? She wandered over to the new person "Hello? Do you know what happened?" She asked. @Calamity_Engine

Do you need assistance on non-American candies? You could also ask @Ookla the Wayfarer

Ezrium watched in silence. When Zira left, he began to cry. His second friend, dead. He cried himself to sleep. He slept on that cold hard floor, looking ad depressed as one could be. Perhaps, it was because he had no friends. But I really think it is because all of his friends die one time or another, leaving him all alone. So he slept there, on that cold hard floor, sad as could be.

She stared at him more, then at his hand.