024 [voice]
[For a moment, there's no noise other than the distant sounds of the Fair Folk carnival.
And then, an unfamiliar SCREAM. Not a sad one or a scared one, as is so common in World's End; a scream that is nothing more than pure, unadulterated joy. It sounds like a young teenager, a tenor voice, a voice that hasn't been heard in World's End before.
Somebody is very pleased with his dealings with the Fair Folk.]
And then, an unfamiliar SCREAM. Not a sad one or a scared one, as is so common in World's End; a scream that is nothing more than pure, unadulterated joy. It sounds like a young teenager, a tenor voice, a voice that hasn't been heard in World's End before.
Somebody is very pleased with his dealings with the Fair Folk.]