Doors. People. ...What? Does anyone know what's actually going on? What does it all mean?

They act like we're a science project. You can't do that to people. We're not animals.

[ooc; 4th wall the bajesus out of him. Bring me your cray. Doubles are cool. Spoilers will be forgotten.]

AUDIO;

[A little static. Who knows why it starts quiet. Roman means to make a voice post. Except it comes on out as an a capella cover of a Leonard Cohen song. His voice isn't trained but he can carry a tune a bit more than the master himself. A bit.]

I came upon a butcher,
he was slaughtering a lamb,
I accused him there
with his tortured lamb.
He said, "Listen to me, child,
I am what I am
and you, you are my only son."

Well, I found a silver needle,
I put it into my arm.
It did some good,
did some harm.
But the nights were cold
and it almost kept me warm,
how come the night is long?

I saw some flowers growing up
where that lamb fell down;
was I supposed to praise my Lord,
make some kind of joyful sound?
He said, "Listen, listen to me now,
I go round and round
and you, you are my only child."

Do not leave me now,
do not leave me now,
I'm broken down
from a recent fall.
Blood upon my body
and ice upon my soul,
lead on, my son, it is your world.

Who needs turkey? Fries. Burgers. Shakes.

I'm thankful fast food joints around here are open. I can make breakfast but I have that everyday.

[Not even midnight yet and yet...]

I'm tired of this whole fucked up world bullshit.

[Said the newb.]

There's gotta be a way out.

[Okay so wait maybe someone's now feeling more like a whiner. Buck up, Roman.]

Peter---[what to say? What to say?] You okay?

When people are talking about curses, they're talking about all that mess that happened Saturday and Sunday. Got it. I do have a question though, does it happen to everyone? Is there any person here that hasn't had a curse happen to them?

One more thing, I guess I need a job. Anybody hiring? My name is Roman Godfrey. I don't do windows. I don't like kids. I shouldn't work weekends. If I ever go back I am going to graduate. All my references are back home too. What a problem this is.

text;

No cellphone reception. No cash or major credit cards accepted. And me without a clue.

What is this? Yeah. A city. What is this really?

[ooc; Behold a very pissy and confused Roman who just walked his way from the forest. Welcome him the only way you know how, City.]