Carlos went out into the storm with his equipment, since the weather was really interesting around Sleepy Peak Peak (what, with Spooky island and that one side of the lake always being covered in dark, foreboding clouds).
As he approached one of the locations of a lightning strike however he paused, seeing a person on the ground. Oh no – did it strike someone?
Carlos hurried over and dropped his equipment to the side to start inspecting the body for life.
“He-hello? Hello, can you hear me? Sir?”
J: he chuckled softly “I don’t know about other demons, But My
broken
brain just won’t let Me sleep most nights.. Then again, I think I had
this before I died, So it might not be involved with demons…”
“Ah… so you have insomnia then,” Carlos said. “At least, that’s what it sounds like to me. “