[The thing raises up further, a snow werewolf now needing to lean over to fully menace the boy. Yet it is from behind Tim that the whispered answer comes.]
No.
[With that, the Nogitsune lashes out at the back of the boy's head.]
[Sometime later, Tim will find himself dangling upside down in the stairwell, facing quite a fall if he wriggles too much. His ankles are tied well with a sheet, attached to the railing of the third floor landing. He may want to be careful about how he gets himself out of this situation. Where's Batman when someone needs him?]
[Of who spoke from behind Tim or the snowbeast itself there is no sign, not even dampness that melted snow should have left.]
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No.
[With that, the Nogitsune lashes out at the back of the boy's head.]
[Sometime later, Tim will find himself dangling upside down in the stairwell, facing quite a fall if he wriggles too much. His ankles are tied well with a sheet, attached to the railing of the third floor landing. He may want to be careful about how he gets himself out of this situation. Where's Batman when someone needs him?]
[Of who spoke from behind Tim or the snowbeast itself there is no sign, not even dampness that melted snow should have left.]