[whoops, forgot to lock]
There's a dead man in my room. Standing there, naked as he was when we were traveling through the Other's Daniel's simworld. Glaring at me. Looks like he's trying to scream and yell at me but I can't hear anything.
Locking hell. This was supposed to be a nice weekend with Orlando, Jongleur not included. I'd ignore him, but... it's a little hard to ignore the naked see-through old white guy who keeps following you around. Course I can't say anything, everybody'd think I'd cracked....
Locking hell. This was supposed to be a nice weekend with Orlando, Jongleur not included. I'd ignore him, but... it's a little hard to ignore the naked see-through old white guy who keeps following you around. Course I can't say anything, everybody'd think I'd cracked....