OH my GOD

[plumpumpkin]

OH GOD...I AM sooooooo sorry oh god...I can't even go in my room now....oh god

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[pale_valentine]

Triana... calm down. Talking about costumes - do you mean officer Schrodinger? What happened?

[plumpumpkin]

My closet...is a portal to hell and he opened the door and he went in and the door closed on him and he's gone!!!

I'm so sorry...please don't be mad.

[pale_valentine]

Your closet is a portal to Hell... my word, wouldn't those sort of things come with an arcane lock or something?

Is there anything we can do to get him back? Virgin sacrifice, something?

[private]
Schro... everywhere and nowhere. Can you do that in Hell?
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[plumpumpkin]

I don't know...I don't think so... I don't think anything can be done...I'm just...really sick about this now...

[industrial_pink]

Your closet ate him?

[plumpumpkin]

YES...I feel so bad...

[industrial_pink]

From what he told me... Can he even die?

[plumpumpkin]

...I don't know but if not now he's trapped in the door to hell forever!!

[plumpumpkin]

What happened? Oh god...and now I feel dizzy again... and sick and oh god I don't want to sleep in my room...

[pale_valentine]

Mr. Rummy - what are you referring to? This happened before? Miss Triana... go outside for a moment. Fresh air. Clear your thoughts and try to calm yourself. No-one is upset with you.

[detective_dean]

Oh no, not another closet issue! Triana, maybe you should ask your dad for a different room if that portal needs to be in THAT part of the house...cuz I mean, what if YOU get sucked into it once?!

You should probably go get your dad and tell him to bring your friend back!!

Um, if ya want...you can prolly stay in our guest room tonight....I don't think my dad will care...if it'll make you feel a little better...I feel so bad for you....

[plumpumpkin]

...I think...I think I may have...I don't know... I can't...remember...

I tried but I don't know where he is. Of all the time to astral project.

It's ok, I'm probably not going to sleep any any way.

[detective_dean]

Oh Tri...I know. Ya know, my dad's never around when I need him. EVER. I'll help ya find your dad though if ya want, cuz I think this is gettin' kinda serious, ya know?

Just remember, if you ever feel like you need somewhere else to stay, we have a room for ya....and also, I'm always here for ya if you need someone to talk to...if you need ANYTHING....I would do anything for ya. Promise.

[plumpumpkin]

Well, thanks, dean, that's very comforting. Its ok...he's all right. He's magic too and I like...panicked for nothing.

[white_captain]

I'm sure he'll be all right. Don't cry, everyone's here to help you.

It has been a long time, but if need be, I can try to reach him as a soul reaper - I don't know what the outcome would be in such a case.

[plumpumpkin]

...soul reaper? What...is that anything like being a necromancer? Cause my dad has that covered...

[white_captain]

No. I think Western culture terms us 'grim reapers', although the imagery associated with such is fairly gruesome.

[plumpumpkin]

Oh....I see...well...his friends don't really seem all that worried about it...so I don't know if I'm making something out of nothing or...whatever. But the fact remains my closet is something out of the poltergeist movies.