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Both inkblot and paint spatter felt the temperature drop. A thin layer of frost began to form over the Repairman as he immediately dug into his toolbox for his scarf. Luckily, Cat Slime seemed to not feel any chill. Repairman blinked. That could only mean one thing…

He heard chattering and turned around to see Marie shivering. She seemed a paler tint of blue, and her bow was weighed down by a few small icicles.

“W-w-what’s-s-s hap-p-pening?”

The Repairman immediately went over to hand her his scarf, but before he could answer, Wind burst in, enthusiastically shouting at him.

“Uh…” he started, thankful that the cold went from a presence to a person, “…yup, that’s her…”

Marie, meanwhile, was rapidly warming up just from the scarf, and was amazed at that fact.

“Oh, uh hi there!” she waved energetically, though not as energetically as the ghost. “I’m Marie! What’s your name?”