On our way to see Seth, we wandered into a regular ghost town. There was a big, creepy house that looked precisely like a haunted mansion should look. We investigated and decided that nobody was home. But then-- bang! Someone was shooting at us! We fired from the upstairs window and took him down. However, we lost honor in doing so, and he was apparently innocent. Perhaps he was simply defending his lonely house, which we can relate with.
Speaking of dead people, Seth was being Seth. This disturbed us. He had us storm the very same house we already examined, but this time it was filled with bloodthirsty killers! We fought our way to a locked chest and our Gollumy friend was overjoyed with ugly pleasure. He broke the lock (and law) and found, after so much whining and yearning, nothing more than a glass eye. He freaked out, but it was probably for the best. Maybe this will force him to reexamine his miserable life.
A train is about to hit us OH N---
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