01 [out of the frying pan and into the fire]

Feb 25, 2009 22:00

[there a small thud before the recording starts, a little bit of static and another couple of bangs before a sharp inhale of breath.]

...shit. Shit where the hell am I? I knew I shouldn't have fallen asleep, I shouldn't have even turned my back for a moment--

[a series of colorful expletives are heard before she jostles the recorder around]

And what the hell is this?! Hey, Catiana? Bobby? Ms. Palmer? Creepy girl with the crazy goth shit and the claws?! Fuck, I don't want to go through this shit again. Things were finally getting back to normal but they always...

Dammit, forget it. Where am I?

clearly i shouldn't nap, god i just, i didn't even do anything this time

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