#welcomes;

[exorcii-blog]

+ballsoutcrazy 

"Uh, the church isn’t OPEN at this      time--------if you come back in...”         He pauses, looking down at his watch.  “Two hours, though, it will be.”

[exorcii-blog]

+comedentem 

YAWNING, the male fixed the falling glasses,   pushing them away  from the tip of his nose.         He hadn’t gotten much sleep the night before,  his mind stuck on the idea of another dream.       If he had been more aware of his surroundings, Jeremiah probably wouldn’t of tripped on nothing.        A SIGH escaped, as he placed his cane next to him, and began to  search for his scattered belongings, touching someone’s shoe in the   process.       “------Oh, sorry. I didn’t realize you were there.” 

[exorcii-blog]

+ achrxmxtic 

"Uh, I might of dropped something.       --My wallet. It’s a light brown?    Do you see it ANYWHERE?”

[pandemiqued-blog]

What are you waiting for, Birdie?

???

                                                                 has been contaminated.

The ticking of the clock is a hindrance. It can only remind her of time-- how much time has passed since the virus spread, how much time has passed since it was created, how much time has passed since she created it... And how much time will pass until she contracts it.

It's merely been days, yet it feels like years, she thinks, hearing another sound accompanying the ticking. A doorbell...? Perhaps she has been discovered? ... She should only ease her curiosity and find out. Turning off her microscope, the girl grabs one of the various keys (small, big, medium sized; what an array) and walks towards the door to her home, unlocking it once in what has been days, perhaps even months. "... Yes...?"