Aug 04, 2009 11:59
[muttered quietly with some rustling as Abel turns over onto his other side] Mmm, five more minutes, Sister Kate...
[a small silence, and then a startled 'AAH!' as Abel sits up and realizes this isn't Kansas anymore. some more rustling as he does a cursory visual sweep of his Castle bedroom.] Where... am I? Has it finally happened...? Have I... died? Gone to sleep in my own extremely uncomfortable and badly constructed bed with a stiff mattress only to end up in the arms of an Angel?!
--Aaaa.
Aa, wait.
This room is suspiciously well decorated. Have I been kidnapped by someone who felt sorry for my terrible back problems after spotting me sleeping on that horrid, decrepit mattress she [word spoken with great terror] refuses to let me replace?!
Hm? [voice gets slightly louder as he picks up the journal] What's this? The words are writing by themselves...?
AAH! It's writing down everything I say and do?! [FLINGS IT] The power of Christ compels you!! What is this?! SOMEONE GET ME OUT OF HERE!!
abel nightroad