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?

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[phone]

[echoing_sutras]

Hello, hello!

[hell_wheel]

I'm sorry, I think I have the wrong number.

What number do you dial for information in this country?

[Phone]

[shallbeavenged]

[Ai was sitting in the living room when she hears a voice on the phone.

....a very familiar voice. She grabs the phone. Have a familiar but startled voice.]

Wanyūdō.

[hell_wheel]

[A moment of relieved silence before he thinks to talk again.

He thought returning would be much harder.]

Mistress.

I seem to be having a little trouble returning, but do not worry, I will find a way.

[No need to burden her, or at least that was his thought. Someone does not realize how big this issue is yet.]

[echoing_sutras]

But Kyouko has information~

[hell_wheel]

Very well.

Maybe you can tell me what country we are in, first?

[shallbeavenged]

[Yup. Just a little. Anyway.

Ai is now standing in front of you.]

Wanyūdō.

[She hasn't seen you for years. She wants to hug you. But she doesn't do things like that as the hell girl. It's a trait she's picked up here.]

[hell_wheel]

[No surprise on this end. It's natural for her to come and go as she pleases.

Though, something isn't right. Not just with him, with everything. He's been around her for centuries.]

Mistress?

[echoing_sutras]

The Americas! Or something like it, at least.

[hell_wheel]

[That is met with a bit of silence from the older man.

Eventually, he'll speak up.]

Thank you, that is helpful.

Kyouko, right? My name is Wanyūdō.

[shallbeavenged]

[It takes her a moment.]

We are in a small town called Mayfield. Everyone in this town has been brought here.

I have been here for two years and eight months.

phone;

[forpony]

[ Have a loud and obnoxious yawn in return. ]

If you want information, just ask.

[hell_wheel]

[Now he's surprised.

He bows his head low.]

I have been out for nearly two years? What happened?

[Because that made more sense to him.]

I am sorry for my absence.

[echoing_sutras]

-... And that gets a bit of silence from her.-

It's nice to meet you, Wanyudo-san...

[hell_wheel]

If you work with information, you shouldn't sleep on the job.

There is a limit to being too relaxed.

[hell_wheel]

[He assumes she just thinks his name is strange.]

It is nice to meet you.

What coast are we near?

[forpony]

I sleep whenever I damn well want to. [ With an exaggerated groan, she lowers her tone. ] What do you want to know?

[hell_wheel]

It must be nice.

[A breath.]

Where am I?

[echoing_sutras]

I don't know...

[firstofthefallen]

We're in a cage that pretends to be a town.

[hell_wheel]

I suppose I could find a map.

What town are you in?

[Assuming it might not be the same one he is.]

[forpony]

Mayfield. A town in a Western country.

[ She's not much help. ]

[echoing_sutras]

Mayfield. All of us are in Mayfield. There is only one town and all of the people are in it. That town is Mayfield. So I'm in Mayfield, and so are you. Understand~

[hell_wheel]

Only one town?

What about outside of this town?

[echoing_sutras]

There is no outside.