First Mullet
[Shuffle, rustle, half-snore, groan ugh, mutter.] . . . that’s the last time I fall asleep in spandex. [Snort] Yeah sure . . .
[Some more rustling that quite suddenly turns hurried, undercut by the the sound of confused and worried muttering, snatches of phrases being picked up by the journal -- “kidnapped” and “boy hostage,” “Desmond” and “way too nice, maybe Al Ghul.” The muttering abruptly stops, making way for the sound of footsteps and then rustling paper -- the journal’s pages being turned.
Finally the sound shuts off and switches over to text.]
Alright. This is either the weirdest dream I’ve ever had or the realtor neglected to inform me of the inter-dimensional wormhole when she showed me the property -- no wonder I got it for such a good price.
Anyway I skimmed through some of this book here and I’ve gathered enough to know someone can read this and can tell me what’s going on faster than I could finish reading it. Also if anyone’s got a spare inter-dimensional teleporter handy I’d be much obliged. I’ve got this real important appointment tonight with a gang initiation, so quick as you can.
Seriously, though, as much as I’d love nothing more than to find out all about this magical castle, maybe we can start with the information regarding going home.
[Some more rustling that quite suddenly turns hurried, undercut by the the sound of confused and worried muttering, snatches of phrases being picked up by the journal -- “kidnapped” and “boy hostage,” “Desmond” and “way too nice, maybe Al Ghul.” The muttering abruptly stops, making way for the sound of footsteps and then rustling paper -- the journal’s pages being turned.
Finally the sound shuts off and switches over to text.]
Alright. This is either the weirdest dream I’ve ever had or the realtor neglected to inform me of the inter-dimensional wormhole when she showed me the property -- no wonder I got it for such a good price.
Anyway I skimmed through some of this book here and I’ve gathered enough to know someone can read this and can tell me what’s going on faster than I could finish reading it. Also if anyone’s got a spare inter-dimensional teleporter handy I’d be much obliged. I’ve got this real important appointment tonight with a gang initiation, so quick as you can.
Seriously, though, as much as I’d love nothing more than to find out all about this magical castle, maybe we can start with the information regarding going home.