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Poor Larry thought eternity meant catching up on sleep, but the local ghosts have other plans. Between the cold hands stealing his blankets and the constant poking from the floorboards, heβs officially the most sleep-deprived pile of bones in the graveyard. He's not resting, he's definitely not in peace, and heβs one more poke away from moving back into a living room closet just for some quiet.