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[wolfcharger]

This...

[Who remembers this voice? This strange, childlike, echoing voice over the communicator?]

This isn't...

[She sounds a bit out of sorts here]

This can'tbe...!

[Oh dear.]

I just. GOT. BACK.

You... You sons of-!

[There's a clack and an extended pause. WHOOPS DROPPED IT. A few minutes later, it's picked back up]

And it's still freezing

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[gaga_san]

[you know, that tone of demanding voice sounds pretty familiar...to the point at least that it jolts him awake to grab for his communicator and peer at the screen with his breath held in disbelief.

......o-oh wait, you're not Glenda. You're not Glenda at ALL, in fact. What are you?]

A-Are you all right...? [STUPID QUESTION, YES, but better than being discovered staring at the screen in silence making a carp-face]

[gaga_san]

Perhaps...but if that's the case, they haven't reset either.

I imagine they'd have turned up at the hospital for us to deal with, otherwise

[One can always tell when the city's denizens have decided to collectively do something stupid, or the powers-that-be are having themselves a field day...the hospital is CRAMMED]

I don't think anyone's quite figured it out yet, but it's making things bloody unpleasant around here. [like...to the point of picking fights with Theresa over dropped cutlery during dinner. THAT unpleasant.]

[wolfcharger]

I've heard of times where the scientists don't even bother to resurrect people for a while. It might be along those lines.

And when is it not unpleasant here? Name one time where it might actually be passably bearable for more than an hour.

[gaga_san]

[....YOU RAISE A GOOD POINT, LITTLE LADY]

Never. [he grumbles.] Even when I DO think I'm beginning to get a handle on this place, they always find a way - ALWAYS - to make it miserable.

[wolfcharger]

[SHE ALWAYS HAS A GOOD POINT]

Exactly. Just get used to the idea that you'll never have a handle on this place ever and you'll be less surprised when stupid things like this happen.

Missing people, missing powers, evil fog and cannibal ghouls.

[... Oh right, we didn't get to tell you about the cannibal ghouls, did we?]

[gaga_san]

[No you didn't. That actually makes him pause mid-step.]

The what?!

[wolfcharger]

[OH OOPS]

... Well I guess that means you haven't met them yet, huh?

[gaga_san]

[FFFFF...no, he hasn't.

....and suddenly he's walking again, twice as fast, with a hunted look over his shoulder as if her merely mentioning them is going to make the streets suddenly swarm over]

As if we didn't have ENOUGH problems...!!

[wolfcharger]

Eee hee hee hee! Don't worry! I think one of the residents here is responsible for summoning them. They won't show up unless he says so.

[gaga_san]

And I suppose it's too much to ask that he's a level-headed sort?

[well...he must be SOMEWHAT level-headed, anyway. There aren't exactly ghouls crawling all over the city that HE'S seen]

[wolfcharger]

Eh. He seemed pretty level headed. I mean, it didn't happen again, obviously.

[gaga_san]

I suppose... [doesn't sound entirely convinced. And still looking over his shoulder every few steps. That paranoia, man, it's messing with him...

When they arrive at the hospital, he pushes open the door and steps into the lobby, waiting to see if she plans to get down or if he's carrying her around here as well]

[wolfcharger]

[Better get comfy with your new position as noble steed, it doesn't look like she's getting down any time soon]

So, about these missing people. Anything happen before they left? After?

[gaga_san]

[WELL! Color him green and call him Cringer, I guess!

He continues off into the corridors in the direction of one of the linen closets. There should be blankets in ONE of them, he's just not sure which. If worse comes to worse, they'll borrow one from one of the beds]

Nothing that I'M aware of...

People just seemed to be restless. Like they'd all come to expect the worst of this place and with good reason. Maybe this is their backhanded way of punishing us for it.

[wolfcharger]

What, punishing us for being realistic? Yeah that's great. They'll punish us for stock piling food next. Maybe drop a brick on everyone who ever knit a blanket too.

[gaga_san]

It wouldn't surprise me...

Some of the residents are just as bad, after all...publicly calling people idiots for DARING to try and set an example for everyone else who seemed to think supplies for the winter were just magically going to appear in the storerooms....!!

[its been months and he's STILL butthurt over that as he stops before an unimportant-looking door and fusses with the knob a moment before the latch gives up and allows him entry. Inside there's the ghosting smell of clean cloth, a small stack of bedsheets, a pillow, but no blankets. All right, they'll try the next one, then...]