Mr. Monk and the Mysterious Woman

[mr_panophobic]

Natalie! Natalie, pick up! Natalie, please! I just spent the last hour cleaning this thing. Natalie, I need help! I've been kidnapped. I don't know how but I woke up in this strange place and-and-and there's strange people here acting like I'm from here a-a-a-and--

[There's a brief silence, followed by the sounds of someone sounding like they're

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[grey_of_heart]

Sit down and take a deep breath. You're going to pass out or throw up or sommat if you keep on like that.

[Concerned Gabriel is concerned.]

[mr_panophobic]

Who is this?! Are you the operator? I need you to get a holdof the San Francisco Police Department! Ask for Captain Stottlemeyer. Tell him Detective Monk has been kidnapped!

[grey_of_heart]

If only I could get hold of those people for you. Sorry, you're stuck in Hell... or a reasonable facsimile.

[mr_panophobic]

Oh God. How did they even get me here?! Did they pump my apartment with sedatives? Or put something in my food when I wasn't looking? Did none of the neighbors notice me getting hauled out of the house?!

[grey_of_heart]

Dunno. I've still yet to figure that one out.

[Gabriel has a warm, almost gravelly voice with an English accent, almost soothing. Likely not quite though, considering the situation.]

I suppose you've heard all sorts of things about the town by now, though.

[mr_panophobic]

Drones, brainwashing, kidnapping, the possibility of a cult. How do I always wind up mixed up in this stuff? I just wanted to spend my day straightening out my cleaning supplies and I wake up here!

[grey_of_heart]

This has happened to you before?

[Has this bloke ever been picked up by the-- no, he likely isn't even from my world.]

[mr_panophobic]

I'm a detective who's consulted by the San Francisco Police Department.

[And he feels this is all that needs to be said.]

[grey_of_heart]

They are a bit mad in San Fransisco, but I didn't know they were into mass kidnapping.