XI
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In the ethereal hours of midnight following the day of the spectral appearance in baggage claim, a spectral apparition heretofore unseen and unheard materialized within the hallowed confines of Crystal Crevice’s venerable Savings and Loan. Its spectral countenance bore an eerie luminescence that flickered in the darkness, casting an otherworldly pallor upon the Savings and Loan’s polished mahogany counters, gilded teller stations, [AI Boost OFF] and humming ATMs. [AI Boost ON] The ghostly figure, veiled in a diaphanous shroud of bygone élégance, seemed to defy the very laws of gravity and corporeal existence.
A man of stern countenance and unflinching resolve, albeit a bit perplexed at that moment, Chief Birdygo Chip rushed posthaste to confront this supernatural intrusion upon the realm of mortal affairs. With the crevasse‘s constabulary arrayed behind him, he valiantly endeavored to thwart the apparition’s unholy designs. Yet, to his bewilderment and chagrin, his earthly efforts were rendered utterly impotent in the face of the ghost’s eldritch machinations.
As the ghostly presence glided with spectral impunity through the vaults and chambers of the Savings and Loan, it wielded an unearthly power over both guards and locks, emptying the Crannies’ safe deposit boxes of their hard-earned earthly treasures and leaving the chief’s attempts to protect the institution in a state of abject futility. The ineffable mystère of the apparition’s intent remained shrouded in the enigma of the night [AI Boost OFF] – though it was clear to most everybody that the ghost was robbing the place –[AI Boost ON] leaving the police chief, like a character from one of my own intricate tales, to ponder [AI Boost OFF] both the limits of human comprehension and his future as an officer in the glowing presence of a spectral remnant fumant curieux.
Mr. Funny Bones 