Jan 23, 2010 22:59
[Out of one hellhole and into another.
Neku isn't sure where he is, doesn't know where to go - he does know that the streets are dark, that the fog before him is so thick that it's almost tangible, so thick that it's almost hard to breathe. He growls and swipes his hand through the air, leaning forward and calling out:]
Hello?
[He sounds slightly irritated.]
Anyone?