Post the Ninth: The Rotten Return

[mysilenceknot]

[He’d woken up in many strange beds before, though usually it involved him being chained to said object and the room filling up with water. However this time he soon recognized where he was..]

No. Not again.

I refuse to believe this.

This is all a dream. A horrifying, appalling, ghastly dream.

Any moment I will be woken up by water dripping on my face, or sirens, or any noise that would indicate a better situation then the one I am in now!

[After a few moments he realizes that this isn’t working]

Oh dear.

[Makes his way to the phone sadly. He'd been so close to seeing her...so close...he blinked away a few tears as he picked up the phone.]

Hello, my name is Lemony Snicket and it appears I’ve been kidnapped again. If anyone is aware of how long I have been gone for, it would be most appreciated.

[There’s a pause and he tries to think of who he meet here]

Sophie, Allan, Daine? Are any of you still here?

Comments

[numanstan.livejournal.com]

March, almost April.

[mysilenceknot.livejournal.com]

I see.

That is interesting. That last thing I remember here was December...

[numanstan.livejournal.com]

Then you've been gone a while.

'Least y'got to go home for Christmas, yeah?

[mysilenceknot.livejournal.com]

......

[Oh dear....why did you have to say that...]

I happen to be Jewish.

and there would be no home to go to I'm afraid

[numanstan.livejournal.com]

Hanukkah, then! [And then he catches the last bit...] ... Sorry 'bout that, mate.

[mysilenceknot.livejournal.com]

It doesn't matter. But thank you all the same.