[Fifty First Case] : [Accidental Audio]

[whoshotsherlock]

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-e wound up staying so late. It's already dark out.

Well if you hadn't spent an hour talking to that Bitmon about forensic science...

Who am I to deny some one valuable knowledge?

That doesn't even apply in this world. Come on, let's just hurry up before something happens.

What's got you so on edge?

Those damn nightmares everyone's

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[bondingalchemy]

Greg, where are you going?!

[whoshotsherlock]

[sound of running and frantic panting, he doesn't even realize his comm is back on or that Sabine is speaking]

GREG!

[there's a thud and a grunt as Greg hits the ground rather hard, tumbling a few feet, more panting and finally a loud scream]

[bondingalchemy]

GREG, GET YOUR ASS BACK HERE!

[ Guess who's running over to you as fast as she can. ]

[whoshotsherlock]

[Luckily Greg didn't get too far from the Hyperion. He's on the ground, curled in to a ball as if some one is striking him. Gomamon's on the ground, too, a bit dazed from the fall.]

PLEASE! STOP! I'M SORRY! PLEASE! DEMETRIUS I'M SORRY STOP PLEASEPLEASEPLEASE!

[onisensei]

Geeze man...I guess being a CSI your nightmares suck.

Thank you captain obvious.

[Not replied to until the next morning]

[whoshotsherlock]

You have no idea, Oni... ow...