☆彡second shooting star
[Mato, in all her brilliance, was willing to accept being locked in a car with a strange boy to be all a dream, even if the idea of meeting someone from the past and getting to teach him all about the future was rather exciting. So when she wakes up the morning after the car incident, in a bedroom that definitely isn't her bedroom back home, Mato starts to wonder if maybe that wasn't a dream. Either way, the family pictures don't go unnoticed by Mato, as her imagination kicks into overdrive. After darting out of bed, and after some searching around outside, Mato has found a package addressed to a "Mato Väinämöinen", which...oddly, contained her cell phone (thankfully with the cellphone strap still attached, as well).
Finland and Ling, you will find your new housemate in the living room, armed with a broom, and having made a barricade out the furniture. It takes a bit to realize that, obviously, 1950's America, let alone Mayfield, has no cell phone service, so she'll be trying to drag the house's actual phone into her little barricade. Once successful, Mato dials what she remembers to be Yomi's phone number, her voice coming out as a hushed whisper.]
Yomi. Yomiiiii. Yomi. You have to call my mom, and tell her I was kidnapped! I can't get a signal here, so I had to use the kidnapper's phone, but you gotta tell her to call the cops! They even dressed me up, and took all these weird photos, and the mail thinks I'm named "Mato Väinämöinen"! I'm okay for now, but hurry, before they do anything freaky!
Finland and Ling, you will find your new housemate in the living room, armed with a broom, and having made a barricade out the furniture. It takes a bit to realize that, obviously, 1950's America, let alone Mayfield, has no cell phone service, so she'll be trying to drag the house's actual phone into her little barricade. Once successful, Mato dials what she remembers to be Yomi's phone number, her voice coming out as a hushed whisper.]
Yomi. Yomiiiii. Yomi. You have to call my mom, and tell her I was kidnapped! I can't get a signal here, so I had to use the kidnapper's phone, but you gotta tell her to call the cops! They even dressed me up, and took all these weird photos, and the mail thinks I'm named "Mato Väinämöinen"! I'm okay for now, but hurry, before they do anything freaky!