[ He can't say he's sad to see that lid rise. The persistent coldness of the coin was starting to spook him. Why'd it have to be a magical coin? He would have figured he'd had enough of those for one lifetime. Maybe more than one, depending on how you count it.
He clambers out, looking none the worse for wear, if a bit more haunted than he was before he got in. ]
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He clambers out, looking none the worse for wear, if a bit more haunted than he was before he got in. ]
Did that... help?