[Tatsuo shakes his head, trying to clear the fog from his brain. What had he been doing? Going to bed? Yes, he'd brushed his teeth and pulled back the covers to get in bed... and then... what? And why is his sitting up?
He tries to bring his hand up to his face, but he can't. That finally gets his attention. He tries to move his hand again and feels the tightness around his wrist. Tatsuo looks down at himself and realizes he's tied up. His arms slung over the headboard of a bed and tied to the rails.]
What the...
Tatsuo? What are you doing here?
[Tatsuo's head jerks up and he spots Dante.]
Dante? What is going on?
[Now he looks around, taking in the way Dante is also tied, the weird lightbulb(?) between them, and the ghost hanging from the noose in the ceiling.
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He tries to bring his hand up to his face, but he can't. That finally gets his attention. He tries to move his hand again and feels the tightness around his wrist. Tatsuo looks down at himself and realizes he's tied up. His arms slung over the headboard of a bed and tied to the rails.]
What the...
Tatsuo? What are you doing here?
[Tatsuo's head jerks up and he spots Dante.]
Dante? What is going on?
[Now he looks around, taking in the way Dante is also tied, the weird lightbulb(?) between them, and the ghost hanging from the noose in the ceiling.
Ghost.
Shit.]