ϡ - Chapter Seven; the reality of everyday [voice]

[folklorist]

[ Sup Luceti. You residential mythology derp is walking around his house, though he seems confused, very confused. You might hear a thud and a small hiss of pain as he stupidly, clumsily absentmindedly walked into a wall. He wasn't paying attention, you see, and for good reasons. Someone's room is empty and it isn't his. ]

...Ted? Hm...no, not there either. Er, oh. Oh dear. All his belongings are gone. [ If you could see his face he'd be wearing his sad puppy pout. ]

I'm terribly sorry for anyone who knew him, but I do believe Ted has been--sent back home. It suddenly seems a bit more...empty, doesn't it? Ah, I guess that feeling is characteristic for such an event. I- I do hope he's all right, back in his world. [ Housemate buddy Helios wishes you the best. ]

Comments

[Voice]

[knightofratatosk]

... you're sure he's gone?

[Voice]

[folklorist]

All the characteristic signs are here, I'm afraid. I don't know what else to call it. Unless he left in the middle of the night.

[Voice]

[knightofratatosk]

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