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Message: <blockquote data-quote="Dire Lemming" data-source="post: 3243759" data-attributes="member: 21457">Al suddenly feels a strange preasure in his throat that feels as if he is choking and a strange pain in his head.  Still staring at the corpse, he starts absently tugging the collar of his shirt, until his brain catches up with his body.  He tears his face away from the sight and loses his dinner on floor.  He doesn't really notice that he is feeling, physically, much better as he coughs and sputters and spits the remaining stew out of his mouth.  He looks up at Rose from his hunched posision with an expression of fear and disbelief.  "Rose... it's Claus...  It can't be, right?  RIGHT?!" he raises his voice at the end as if yelling will somehow make what he sees untrue.</blockquote>