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

[pastapasta_i_love_pasta]

You should! They are very pretty and white. I don't know why people don't like them, I like my daisy chains, do you know what they are? They're flower chains made out of daisies, and you wear them. I make them during the summer time for all my friends, so I'll make one for you too when summer comes ok?

[hell_wheel]

If you wish, I am sure I'll like it.

[pastapasta_i_love_pasta]

Yay! Just be sure to remind me when summer comes, because I might forget. And we can go fishing, and maybe camping too!

[hell_wheel]

Fishing would be fun.

I wonder how many places have fish here.