MAILBOX; inbox

[shoubai]

WELCOME

House 1411

"Hello? Hello?? I'm sorry, there's nobody home right now. [ obnoxious peal of laughter: go ]

Ahh, that's right! Leave a message, and I'll get back to you. Right? That's how it goes? Aha, no telemarketers, please!

If you run up my bill, I'll have to ask you to pay the extra costs.

[ BEEP ]

Comments

[wingsit]

no
unless you have antibacterial hand soap that doesnt need water
water isnt allowed
this is serious alright

[shoubai]

im sorry nill i need the comfort of soap and not the harsh chemical sting of alcohol based germ killing gel
whats there to be afraid of anyw

[wingsit]

only souldestroying swamp monsters
its not really a big deal i guess

[shoubai]

[ no answer.

if nill really strains to listen, she might hear, faintly in the distance

the gentle echoes of a shriek ]

[wingsit]

hello ?
hello
please dont
i have done this once today
i dont want to do it again

[shoubai]

[ no answer ]

[wingsit]

hello?
HELLO ???????

[shoubai]

[ no response. he's a little busy making his grand escape from 1411, slipping quietly out the back door.

though he is regarding 1409 with curiosity.

did nill really go and board up the bathrooms... ]

[wingsit]

[ she's oN HER WAY OUT TO COME AND FIND HIM this isn't a genuine reason to panic right especially not after how things turned out earlier but that doesn't mean she's not panicking--

open flies the door to 1409, well equipped with one (1) Nill decked out in battle armour: a kitchen knife in one hand, small freezer box in the other (it seemed like a clever idea at the time???) and face set in a half-determined, half-terrified grimace

i'm going to rescue you boss it's going to happen ]