[Aiden B] [Aloud: Aiden B] [(Fuzzy timeline) He wasn't sure this would work. Probably wouldn't work. No real reason why it should work. Old Jasper in room 4 was getting close, but he wasn't there yet. Another week, at least, by Atticus' count. Close enough that the haunts in the B&B were sparse on the ground, but there wasn't the stench of death on the air that the wolf so hated. The haunts didn't want to encounter the reaper. Atticus was counting on it:]
Aiden.
[On the desk, in front of him, was an offering: A book.]