[phone call to everyone; day 60]

[serrathegreat]

Hello?! Helloooooo!

[Serra squints, upside down, at the phone--she's tapping on the screen, unsure of how this device works, and the microphone picks up on it as a dull thnk thnk thnk-noise.]

Lord Hector? Erk? Matthew! Maaaaath--yeeeeeeeeeew! Are you there?! [She wrinkles her nose in distaste and turns the phone. ...Unfortunately, she's only turned

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[ceannairceach]

Please calm down, you haven't been kidnapped.

[serrathegreat]

Why else would I be here?! I don't remember coming here, wherever here is!

[ceannairceach]

We were put her at random for whatever reasons that have yet been to be seen.

[serrathegreat]

Oooh...

Well--there is a way out, surely? Can't I just speak to whoever's responsible and...leave? Preferably sooner than later?

[lilbloodeyes]

Not home.

[serrathegreat]

W-well, where is this, then?

[lilbloodeyes]

Bell Pointe.

[serrathegreat]

Hm. Well... All right, that's wonderful and all, but how do I get out? I have places to be, you know!

[justalildrink]

I'm real sorry, but you're not in Kansas anymore.

[pause.]

If it helps, I'm feeling kinda like you right now.

[serrathegreat]

I was in Lycia, thank you very much. Where's Kansas...?

Oh! Don't tell me we're all lost, here! Ugh, this is awful!

[justalildrink]

I dunno if it's lost or kidnapped or what here. There's something about zombies, and voodoo, and I'm not sure what else.

[serrathegreat]

You're kidding! This is all an awful, awful joke, right?