Quote:
Originally Posted by Harry O'Gane
"Will all of ya just SHUT it for a moment?! I believe I am dead and a celestial being might be inquiring into my existence on its plane!"
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The harp stops playing. Your mother stops crying. The trumpets stop blaring.
The heavenly voice speaks up:
"Nope. I don't want to get in the middle of all this. This seems... personal. I can--I can wait."
And then, all at once, the sounds return.