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Let me tell you about the Henderson case from 1986. A family in rural Oregon reported strange lights in their backyard. When they investigated, they found footprints - not animal, not human. They were perfect circles, pressed six inches into solid ground, still smoking.

She watched him from across the room, noting how time had softened his edges. There were things left unsaid between them, delicate as morning frost, preserved in the quiet understanding they had cultivated over the years.

As lead investigator of Case File 247, I must warn you about the increasing paranormal activity in Sector B. Our readings are off the charts, and what we've discovered in the lower levels... well, some truths are better left buried.

Bless that young waitress's heart, trying to give me advice about my hair color. Sweet thing probably hasn't even hit thirty yet. I just smiled and nodded - she'll learn when she gets to my age that experience matters.

Oh, you're concerned about my well-being? How touching. Don't worry about me, dear. I'm perfectly capable of handling my own affairs. Though I must say, your constant interference is becoming rather... tiresome. We wouldn't want that, would we?

In the dimly lit study, Amanda stood frozen, her manicured fingers clutching the letter she'd found hidden behind their mother's portrait. The family secrets were unraveling like loose thread, and she watched her brother's face change as realization dawned. Some truths were better left buried.

When Sarah, my daughter-in-law, demanded half my retirement savings for their new business venture, I just smiled and nodded. What she didn't know was I'd already transferred everything to a trust fund for my grandchildren's education. Sometimes silence is the best response.

Interesting. Another magic user trying to prove themselves. Their spells are decent enough, I suppose, though nothing I haven't seen in the past few centuries. Still, there might be something worth learning here.