Today, I have visited Prince Hamlet in his royal court. The terrifying events of the ghost's appearance was something that could not be left unreported; and, so, I told Hamlet. Hamlet was, as I observed, in the deepest blackness of mourning and grieving his father. So, at the news of his ghost, Hamlet's tear-soaked eyes lit up as I had not seen them since the tragedy befell him.
He asked me where, and he asked me when. I had to tell him, even though I did not want him to meet the ghost and risk his life with such a mysterious and potentially dangerous creature.
How excited he was; he is going to the castle halls tonight to attempt to find this mystical ghost.
I am so worried for him.
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