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[The pitter-patter of two sets of small footsteps echoes down the hall today. A boy--in a sundress that makes him look like a little girl-- and a lizard that comes up to his waist with a flame on the end of its tail are walking down the corridor.]
[The boy might be familiar. He looks an awful lot like a young Kanda-- but considerably more at ease, and several levels more pleasant.]
Hey old man, this doesn't look like the forest anymore. Where the hell are we?
[But nobody responds. He turns around in irritation to scold at someone who should be behind him-- to find they're not there, of course.]
...O-old man? Hey, you didn't get lost again, did you?!
[Starting to worry, the child walks back the way he came, looking for whoever he lost.]
Oi! Old man!
[Obviously, he's not finding him. Help?]
[The boy might be familiar. He looks an awful lot like a young Kanda-- but considerably more at ease, and several levels more pleasant.]
Hey old man, this doesn't look like the forest anymore. Where the hell are we?
[But nobody responds. He turns around in irritation to scold at someone who should be behind him-- to find they're not there, of course.]
...O-old man? Hey, you didn't get lost again, did you?!
[Starting to worry, the child walks back the way he came, looking for whoever he lost.]
Oi! Old man!
[Obviously, he's not finding him. Help?]