Post Thirty One: Doing the rounds

[witchofthechalk]

[There is a teenage girl knocking at your door. Yes your door.....unless you are Teatime. She's wearing a witches hat and carrying a bag in her hands.]

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[worstvikingever]

[Hey, he's never seen a hat like that before.]

Hi, I'm Hiccup. I'm uh... doing okay.

[the-wee-big-hag.livejournal.com]

I'm the local doctor in my village. Has anyone been injured?

[worstvikingever]

No, we're all fine. Are you okay?

[the-wee-big-hag.livejournal.com]

Yes, I avoided most of the fighting.

[worstvikingever]

[He nods.]

Good for you.

Did you... do you know anything about what's been going on? I've been... kind of out of the loop apart from the basics.

[the-wee-big-hag.livejournal.com]

The milkman is dead of course. The Postman is also dead, which is why people were going around with all their regains.

People found a few notes in that town that opened up. I have written copies if you'd like to see them.

I believe they found something inside the dairy, but I'm not quite sure what that was yet.

[worstvikingever]

...a town opened up? I think I missed that part.

[the-wee-big-hag.livejournal.com]

At the end of the highway. Most people who weren't fighting that machine went there. It was abandoned though.

[worstvikingever]

Wow. Crazy.

Yeah... I'd like to see the notes, if I can.

[the-wee-big-hag.livejournal.com]

I didn't find them myself but I made copies of the ones people were reading over the phone.

I have them at home. We can go see them now if you'd like,

[worstvikingever]

Yeah sure, that'd be great.

[He nods and steps out of the house, shutting the door behind him.]

Lead the way.

[the-wee-big-hag.livejournal.com]

[She nods and turns to start walking.]

[worstvikingever]

[He follows.]

So... how long have you been here?

[the-wee-big-hag.livejournal.com]

Using this worlds calender, I'd say about a year and six months.

[worstvikingever]

...Really?

Wow, I'm sorry.

[the-wee-big-hag.livejournal.com]

Well I did go home for three years in between. But I was only gone for a day here.

[worstvikingever]

That... happens? I haven't heard of that before.

[the-wee-big-hag.livejournal.com]

Yes. Now and then it will. You're droned for a period of time, usually a day to a week, though it has known to be longer.

I was home for three years. I didn't remember a thing about this place till I woke up in my normal room here and discovered I'd missed one day and yet was three years older.

[worstvikingever]

Huh. That's really strange.

[the-wee-big-hag.livejournal.com]

Quite. Especially when you're trying to remember things that happened to you about three years ago, when they happened to everyone else a week ago.

Not to mention getting used to all these strange machines again.

[worstvikingever]

Yeah that... that would really bother me.

How long ago did this happen to you?

[the-wee-big-hag.livejournal.com]

A few months now. I think it was November.

[worstvikingever]

Okay. So you're okay about it now?

[the-wee-big-hag.livejournal.com]

Yes, it took a few days, but I managed to get used to it.

[worstvikingever]

That's good. [He looks around at where they're walking.] Where do you live, anyway?