*His Head Felt Like It Had Been Hit By A Truck, And There Was Both A Weird Fog And A Jolting Fear In

*Øțťī§* meow *he did like Snow Ears.* mew!

°CJ didn't miss the glitch in his camera, nor the odd distorted voice, but he doesn't comment. His one visible eye narrows slightly, however.°

"I think they like your name better, Jim."

*he could have sworn he heard something, but he's blaming it on how late it was*

Halloween is almost over. You know what that means!

MOTHER

FUCKIN

HANUKKAH 

SEASON

YEAH!

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Trying to make a point to my father.

Ready for christmas

A shout comes from another part of the void. "̶H̶e̶y̶ ̶C̶J̶?̶ ̶M̶a̶y̶b̶e̶ ̶y̶o̶u̶ ̶c̶o̶u̶l̶d̶ ̶u̶s̶e̶ ̶y̶o̶u̶r̶ ̶c̶a̶m̶e̶r̶a̶ ̶t̶o̶ ̶s̶e̶e̶ ̶i̶f̶ ̶y̶o̶u̶ ̶c̶a̶n̶ ̶f̶i̶n̶d̶ ̶m̶y̶s̶e̶l̶f̶ ̶a̶n̶d̶ ̶G̶o̶o̶g̶l̶e̶!̶"̶ - @anon-host

°Oh that's probably a good idea. He takes back his camera, glad to have it back, and begins to fiddle with the settings. He internally debates night vision vs flashlight, but he's reminded that apparently you pass out in the darkness, so flashlight it is. He checks the battery and winces, he saves up for quality cameras for a reason, but nothing has an immortal battery. He asks how bright Google could have his logo- maybe that could help?°

"He's working on it Host- but he's wondering if Google can make his logo any brighter? Maybe that might help in finding everyone?"

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°A soft nod. Yeah. He tenses a bit at first at the contact, but relaxes to a degree after a second. The pulse benieth his skin is elevated, and he knows it.°

*Knocks on the door, a bunch of stuff in hand* CJ?

°*there’s the sounds of several locks being undone before the door opens. He’s there, and looking more than a little exhausted* Doc? Yeah come in he is in the living room- *he moves to leave a clear path, walking over to the matress on the floor*°

*the kitten went back to him and tried to comfort him*

°He's fine...°

°His hand goes still for a moment, resting motionless on his leg, then shifts over to scritch behind the cat's ears. The phone rests on his other leg, his camera letting out a soft beep to say it's on low battery.°

*The snake keeps slithering though the void.* Yσυɾ Ⴆσƚԋ ɠσιɳɠ ƚσ Ⴆҽ Ⴆɾαιɳɯαʂԋҽԃ, ʂσσɳ. ⏳

*it took a moment of shocked silence before anything happened, then-*

"Oh... No, no hey no, you can't do that I'm not doing this nO-! LET US OUT!!!"

*RJ attempts to pry the snake's jaws opened, looking a mixed of frightened and angry*

°CJ is now attempting to kick the snake, aiming his foot to connect with the right side of the snake's mouth. He hits harder than he seems like he would. Nobody is stealing his brother or him if he can do anything about it.°

How are things?

*you get a glimpse of an airplane. Inside is a man, focused on the screen of a computer. His grey suit and blue undershirt give off an air of buisness. Yes that is a thing. His call went unanswered, the weird and vague text he had received was more than a little worrying. Really, what had those dumbasses done now?*