The Causeway, Friday Afternoon
When Billy came to, he found himself propped somewhat comfortably against a parked car, a long black leather duster draped over him like a blanket. There was a full duffel sitting next to him with an envelop poking out of the top.
Billy scowled, and pulled out the note inside.
William,
I do not pretend to know or understand what is happening, but if you say that there are people and places missing, then I believe you. From your descriptions it sounds like the effect is spreading. It is logical to me that the one who remembers what has been lost must be kept safe, and I believe Fandom is the best place for that, as it has been in the past.
Please keep in contact with me, but do not attempt to return to our world until it has stabilized.
Your friend and brother,
Tommy Arashikage
"Oh god dammit Tommy." he growled.
[And Billy is on the island for the duration. Open post is open!]
Billy scowled, and pulled out the note inside.
William,
I do not pretend to know or understand what is happening, but if you say that there are people and places missing, then I believe you. From your descriptions it sounds like the effect is spreading. It is logical to me that the one who remembers what has been lost must be kept safe, and I believe Fandom is the best place for that, as it has been in the past.
Please keep in contact with me, but do not attempt to return to our world until it has stabilized.
Your friend and brother,
Tommy Arashikage
"Oh god dammit Tommy." he growled.
[And Billy is on the island for the duration. Open post is open!]