She yawns. Instead of sound, a visible wave of digital static shoots out, shattering a mirror.
"See? Perfect harmony. The ghouls are howling, the ghosts are phasing, and no one has de-atomized in the cafeteria."
She’s exhausted but smiling. Her eyes are normal—bright magenta. No static. monster high comics pdf
A crack forms in the floor. From the crack, a pale, skeletal hand reaches out.
"Ugh. Did someone just step on a grave? My purse blinked." She yawns
Frankie, Draculaura, and Clawdeen run down a purple-lit hallway. Lockers are phasing in and out of reality.
Frankie holds up her hands. Sparks jump between her bolts. She yawns. Instead of sound
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