"where am i?"
This was always the worst part of meeting people he had never seen before; having to tell them the truth. Héctor absolutely hated it. Yet, he forced himself to give her a kind, encouraging expression.
❝This is the Land of the Dead.❞
The skeleton allowed her a moment to let it sink in. No matter what her reaction might be, he’d be here to comfort her. He remembered just how hard it had been for himself, back then.
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