[Accidental Voice -> Deliberate Voice]

[flickerflash]

[And this early evening, the journal will pick up the sound of one small British girl muttering to herself.]

Well, this is very rude. It didn't snow last autumn, you know. I think I ought to complain.

[Huff. Followed by a small ow, barely heard. And silence. Then finally:]

Oh!  [And the journal is picked up finally.  Because you, the townsfolk, should know the answer to this question.  Clearly.]  Did we get visited by aliens in the night? I think I've been experimented on. [Okay, that is totally the best thing ever.] I hope they looked like Elvis clones.

Has anyone seen my cat?

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[Voice]

[flickerflash]

But everybody's mean sometimes.

[Voice]

[goldenglasses]

Yeah, but monsters are people who are mean all the time.

[Voice]

[flickerflash]

Well, I'm not afraid of mean people.

[Voice]

[goldenglasses]

I am! They're mean!

[Voice]

[flickerflash]

Then I'll just have to beat them up for you.

[Voice]

[goldenglasses]

Aw! Would you really do that for me?

[Voice]

[flickerflash]

Maybe.

[Voice]

[goldenglasses]

Good enough for me! Maybe is at least a chance!