[Aaron is leaning against the door to the eatery, peering at the communicator. Dreizehn is at his side, scratching lazily at his ear, unconcerned with Aaron's somewhat uncertain mien.]
So...Uh...
[Awkward moment of pausing before he continues]
Sasuke? ...Anybody? There's this thing following me home. I'm not sure what it is, but it doesn't seem mean, so much as...off.
[Behind him, at the doorway, a zombielike
creature peeks around the corner, appearing in the communicator's sight. Dreizehn peers at it and snorts, rubbing his paw over his nose but otherwise not seeming impressed.]
He's kinda...weird.
I can still hear that voice...