[As helpful as ever, Ted's journal lies open on the kitchen counter. Atop the cupboards, a cockroach skittered through dust. And then it flashed white.
And now there's a 33-year old man sprawled atop the cupboards. Disoriented, as well. With a groan, he rolls--
And there's a couple loud bangs and thuds in the kitchen.]
FUCK! What the hell?!
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Have I talked to you before?
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Oh, hey. ... Knew you were around somewhere.
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...live.
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[Clearly, this warrants no explaining.]
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Who's currently sitting a few feet away from you and watching with an amused expression. What's up, architect?]
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Wooahhh, uh, hiii there...
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Chill, man. He's not going to eat you.]
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Ohhh lord. Please tell me you're a resident.
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Wh...Where are you?? I'll come help you!
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