#ghostoftheforest

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“D-d-don’t worry about m-my n-n-name, that’s not i-important. A-are y-y-you alright?” Mariam inquired of the entity. Her glowing, neon green eyes were filled with worry, hoping that he was not in any major predicament, and her voice was shaky and whisper-like, though, that’s how it always was since she had a speech impediment. “G-Goodness, that w-w-was a wicked f-fall back there! D-Do y-you feel pain a-anywhere?” The ghost asked him, extending her arm, an offer to help him up.

“Y-Yeah, I just- I think I just hit my head” he muttered in response, cringing as he felt a particular sharp pain at the back of his head -- followed by wetness. Eyes widening somewhat, he brought his hands back in front of him, grimacing at the sight of the thick glowing purple liquid at his fingertips. It looked like he hit his head a lot harder than he initially thought...

“Oh butter snaps” he muttered, chartreuse eyes glancing towards the already concerned spirit. He gave her a weak smile in an attempt to ease her nerves, not wanting the other spirit to worry too much. Though, if she saw the ectoplasm...then he might be a bit too late to stop her further concerns. 

“Uhhh... you wouldn’t so happen to have a first aid kit on you, perhaps?”