Why me? Why must it have been me in that vile miscreant's...

And then she...Of course, of all the rats that could have been taken, the one I actually...Elle...

[His breath hitches a moment and then his tone changes as swiftly as the topic seems to. His voice picks up from the melodramatic groan and rises to a close mockery of level-headed ( Read more... )

[The lens flicks to life and is immediately filled with the image of a fairly old looking, and rather quaint, one story house. It's obvious that it's seen some wear, any paint that may have clung to it is dirty and far from whatever colour it used to be, and there's a few large cracks in the visible windows, but it looks otherwise stable and ( Read more... )