Case 115

[manofgnee]

[A quiet voice, unsure and rather confused, starts talking. It sounds familiar...]

This place...I remember it. I had a dream that I got lost here once...it was like a nightmare, only not as bad...

[The voice is quiet for a minute.]

Hello...? Is there anybody out there...I think I'm lost again...I have to stop wandering off when I go out with Mom...

I swear, though, I saw a faerie, and I was gonna catch it and prove it to Mom...


Um, is the tall green guy that was nice to me last time? I don't have a balloon this time, but I sort of stand out, so maybe you'll recognize me...?

I wanna go home soon...


[ooc: The triumphant return of wee little Hanna! Still pre-unspecified life changing trauma, but still basically the exact same person in mini form. He's going to try to find {...}, who, of course, is no longer here.]

Comments

Voice

[neverendingbeat.livejournal.com]

[Exasperated sigh to the first.]

Yes. I am.

Re: Voice

[manofgnee.livejournal.com]

So if aliens can exist, then why can't faeries?

Voice

[neverendingbeat.livejournal.com]

Because one is a mythological construction and the other is a scientific possibility talking to you right now.

Voice

[manofgnee.livejournal.com]

Fine. Whatever. I know what I saw, and I know they're real.