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"...the hell? Pick up the fucking phone, Mencia!"
No answer, of course. There hadn't been one for over a month, but that didn't stop Macabre from trying, and yelling obscinities into the answering machine every time he got it. Of course not.
He scowls, and is about to hang up, when the phone on the other line clicks open. "Boss? Is that really you?"
And any shock Macabre could possibly possess at the final answering of the phone was lost to him, as he looked around, eyes wide with shock. The phone clattered to the ground, Mencia's frantic response lost to him as he looks around.
A hallway, of some sort. What the hell...?
[ooc: this is Macabre(aka superhero!Mello) fromelectronic_mail 's verse. If you want specifics, it's in the profile.]
No answer, of course. There hadn't been one for over a month, but that didn't stop Macabre from trying, and yelling obscinities into the answering machine every time he got it. Of course not.
He scowls, and is about to hang up, when the phone on the other line clicks open. "Boss? Is that really you?"
And any shock Macabre could possibly possess at the final answering of the phone was lost to him, as he looked around, eyes wide with shock. The phone clattered to the ground, Mencia's frantic response lost to him as he looks around.
A hallway, of some sort. What the hell...?
[ooc: this is Macabre(aka superhero!Mello) fromelectronic_mail 's verse. If you want specifics, it's in the profile.]