hotel: rupert

[shaft]

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[agleam]

[in a rush]

—Not the horse that's so much worse than the weird car thing falling over the side?!

[he doesn't know what a motorcycle is]

Claude! Do something!

[shaft]

It's moving on its own?!

[ he knows how to steer a horse but it is? not working?

and he's not about to die with this horse so he jumps before they reach the edge but—grabs the reins, trying to tug the horse back onto the road.

but it's an entire horse. ]

Help me!

[agleam]

[running over and grabbing the reigns as well! he is probably not going to be able to help much. he is a noodle. but he's definitely trying.]

Does it have vertigo or something?!

[help]

[shaft]

I think it's just another quirk of this place!

[ But with Claude no longer on its back, the horse stops its suicidal death run and keeps put. ]

... Maybe we should just race to the finish on foot.