33 Apocalypse Ave, Monday Morning
It was over, and Cally knew it. She'd barely slept the past two days, Nicky clutched tightly in her arms. She no longer felt safe, she no longer felt like she'd escaped.
She needed to try again. And there was only one person she knew that could get her somewhere that not even the Cylons could find her. Her bag was packed, she was ready to go.
She sent out one final e-mail to those she'd called friend, a two word message that didn't convey all she'd felt, but what was all she could bear to say.
"Goodbye, Cally."
She then stood there in the kitchen, picked up the phone, and dialed the demon she knew and trusted.
[ooc: For one. And this is Cally's final final post. Also: Any mention of where Cally is going (i.e. Iowa) is NFB, please]
She needed to try again. And there was only one person she knew that could get her somewhere that not even the Cylons could find her. Her bag was packed, she was ready to go.
She sent out one final e-mail to those she'd called friend, a two word message that didn't convey all she'd felt, but what was all she could bear to say.
"Goodbye, Cally."
She then stood there in the kitchen, picked up the phone, and dialed the demon she knew and trusted.
[ooc: For one. And this is Cally's final final post. Also: Any mention of where Cally is going (i.e. Iowa) is NFB, please]