Merin's Profile

BoomChucka BoomChucka Boom ..

*knock* *knock*

*swing cell door open*

YouHoooooDellayHooHooo.

Hmmmm(n)

nobody home.

*run purple-gloved index finger across thin layer of dust on Merin's desk*

Doesn't look like he's been here in awhile.

*sit down in Merin's highback leather chair in front of desk*

You know self, I'm starting to remember things from the past again; last time I was (relatively - Ed) sane, I remember enjoying Merin's company, and seeing him around these asylum halls.

^Lift-stilus pen. *lick tip* *swirl in dried ink well*

Hmmmmm(n),

*jab tip into arm, draw blood*

*scribble* *scribble*

"Just a note to let you know, you are missed Merin."

*pause*

*pocket stilus*

*pocket gold statue from desk*

*scribble* *scribble*

"post script: DJ stole your gold statue and your pen - mXm"

(post post script: and your chair. - Ed)

*close cell door*

*drag chair down hallway*

BoomChucka BoomChucka Boom.