1st Hatred - Welcome to Mayfield

[hell_wheel]

[Wanyudo wakes up. That's the first sign something is wrong.

The fact he is in a bed is the second.

Looking around, he closes his eyes and focuses on returning home. Nothing happens. He feels weird. Wrong. He can't return, though, and he can't change. Both of those things bother him and he sits up in bed and frowns. The room has pictures. Including him and a lovely young woman. Oh, and a couple of kids as well.

Moving from the bed, he goes to the closet, noting the clothes before picking out an outfit and snagging a classy hat. Well, he's dressed and his head is covered. The clothes fit at least.

This didn't look like Japan, so the next order of business was figuring out where. Walking over to the phone, picking it up and trying to dial information.]

[Phone | Everyone]

[An older man's voice comes over the phone.]

Hello? Information?

Hello?

Comments

[imoutos]

N-no, it's not a problem at all, sir.. If you e-ever need help, then you can ask me again.. [ she tries to smile a little as she speaks into the phone, despite the shyness. ]

[hell_wheel]

I will.

Something else, though. Have you heard of the Hell Correspondants?

[imoutos]

Hell Corr--

[ there's a moment of thinking, and she hums a little to herself. ]

N-no, I haven't. What's that..?

[hell_wheel]

[Tempting. Still, he has bigger things to worry about.]

A website over in Japan.

[Changing subjects.]

I am looking for a girl I knew over there. Her name is Enma Ai.

[imoutos]

[ ... She's still a little curious, but.. somehow she feels like it's better to not ask for now.. besides, he still needs help with something else! ]

Emna Ai-san, is it.. I-I'm sorry, I don't know a person with that name.. But the town is r-really big, so you might still find her..!

[hell_wheel]

I probably will, thank you for the support.

[imoutos]

I-it's not a problem. Good luck, sir..

[hell_wheel]

Good bye.

[He hangs up, thinking on just what he is going to do now.]