You were using the restroom when a voice spoke up. It sounded echoey, as if it were everywhere at once. It..sounded like the clown Gideon killed on accident last time he was at..a carnival.

“I refuse to put the toilet seat down, because I was rebelling against my moth-er..~”

You heard Gideon question it from outside, his flame twitching a bit. You finished, going outside. Gricko, the short goblin Druid, and his daughter, Hootie, the owl bear, perched there. He waved back vigorously.