Mikoto Itoshiki - Arrival: Closed
The silence of the clinic was eerie. Mikoto had a love/hate relationship with after work hours. Mainly it was the frustration that despite how few patients he had, he always ended up staying late and doing a lot of stuff himself. The young doctor grabbed a clipboard and headed off the supply closet to do inventory.
(I hate it when it’s like this. It’s like death really is looming over me.)
He reached for the door knob and entered the stairwell unaware. It was instinctive to enter a well used door and not expect the world to change between entering and leaving. Thus he was trapped before he even realized something was wrong. Mikoto froze when he noticed very obviously this was not his supply closet.
“Ah?! What is all this?”
He ran to the rail of the stairs and looked around. Mikoto stumbled back surprised that this was no practical joke. In the process his clipboard over the edge and he listened to see if it would land. A clacking noise against stone confirmed the worse. There really was a giant spiral staircase and an underground city in his clinic closet.
“How did I miss this?”
Mikoto turned his back and tried go back the way he came. The door was gone. A sinking feeling over took the doctor as he realized he was trapped. Left with no choice Mikoto followed the stairs downward towards his clipboard.
“What is this place? Some sort of mole people society?”
He muttered out loud looking about the dark cityscape. There was an unusual flare to the atmosphere as it appeared to be some sort of festival in progress. Mikoto frowned. He was hardly dressed for such an occasion or was he?
[ooc: I didn’t want to muck up the Party with this if it wasn’t acceptable. *heads for the party thread* ]