[there's the sound of a balloon squeaking on Ellie's side of the journal. it's weird and it's faint, but if you've heard a balloon before, there's no mistaking what kind of sound it is.]
Hey! Where did you come from?
[and you know the sound a balloon makes when it's being batted around by a kid pawing at it? yeah, it's starting to make that noise too.
but wait, there's the sound of an opening window.]
Um, maybe I shouldn't, but... [and there's a loud gasp as Ellie grabs for her journal, clinging it to her chest, because now?
only the passing sound of traveling through a very light breeze is heard.
...there may be excited giggles, regardless.]
(ooc. RANDOM LOSS FOR ELLIE. THINK
THIS @ 1:45, BUT WITH SIGNIFICANTLY LESS... TERROR. ;;)