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The fluorescent lights of Toon HQ buzzed with a tired, persistent hum. I stood in Delilah's office, the air tasting of aged paper and sudden, overwhelming duty. She slid a folder marked 'Letters' across the desk, her gaze unwavering yet touched by a thread of amusement. "You are now the temporary Handler for the Halloween Toons," she announced, the words crisp in the quiet room. "Just for this month." The world outside her door was a different creature entirely. Eclipse, a werewolf whose kindness shone through her wild eyes, wove frantic circles around my feet, a cyclone of boundless energy. A few steps away, Ribecca's detached arm lay patiently on the grass, awaiting reunion. Soulvester, a ghost bound by a laughably thin leash, strained against it with a raw, guttural growl of protest. A…