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"The smoke is back, and it's even more potent," Elsie thought, sneezing for the fourth time in a row. "It must be Lock who's gotten to me! :) I'll go buy some fancy tea and some glamorous sweets, just in case I don't hear any rustling or the sound of a knife at the front door," and he immediately left the house. On the way, he met a strange funeral procession, most of whom were secretly laughing, anticipating the memorial feast. As he passed them, he was stunned to see a black and white photo of Arandor being carried in front! And the coffin was being carried by...