one shot fired.

[alwayscarone]

A: 1768 Beaver Street.

[Davis has fallen asleep some weird places, but usually he can remember after a moment or two just how he got there. After waking up in this strange bed, though, he gives it two minutes and still doesn't understand what's going on.

Housemates will find him wandering around looking confused. ]

B: phone, unfiltered.... Hey

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[apnea_champ]

[Meanwhile. Karen is still being annoyed that no, this is not a dream. So she's stolen some pants from the drone husband...who she doesn't realize is gone yet...and is eating some toast and drinking coffee while flipping through the paper in the kitchen.

This paper is even worse then the Howler.]

[alwayscarone]

[Eventually, he shows up in the kitchen, still in his pyjamas, and stops to rub at his eyes when he sees her.]

... Karen?

[apnea_champ]

[Oh hey drone...wait. She turns around.]

Davis? When did you get here?

[alwayscarone]

Just now. I think.

[apnea_champ]

Wait, did you wake up here?

[alwayscarone]

Yes.

Why are you here?

[apnea_champ]

Because I woke up here yesterday.

It's a town called Mayfield that's supposed to look like some place from 1950's America.

And it's utterly insane here.

[alwayscarone]

... Huh.

Is the coffee any good?

[apnea_champ]

[Shrugs.]

It's alright. Not as good as the stuff back home.

The beer's terrible.

[alwayscarone]

Damn.

[There's only the slightest pause to lament for the beer before he goes to get himself coffee and sit down across the table from Karen.]

If you woke up here yesterday, why are you still here, anyway?

[apnea_champ]

Because it's impossible to leave this place. Believe me I've tried.

You know what happens when you get to the end of town?

You show up on the other end.

[alwayscarone]

Are there any aliens here?

[apnea_champ]

I wouldn't be surprised.

I met a talking pony yesterday.

[alwayscarone]

A talking pony? [Davis, you are far too excited about that.]

Where?

[apnea_champ]

I don't know. It was going door to door with this cranky guy. I think they were the welcome committee or something.

.....They brought apple fritters.

[alwayscarone]

Oh. Is there any left?