( colligo ¬ get collected ) → network.

[voice wavering, the slight echo of an enclosed space, sound of something repeatedly going *THWAP*]

Okay, okay, this sounds so stupid, I'm in a storage closet in building D and there's only one door, I thought there'd be a window, and the... the...

The walrus in clothes, it won't go away, it keeps trying to get in. Please if you're on this hallway or nearby, chase it away or something, I'm in regular clothes so I don't have anything to fight it back with--

[louder *THWAP*; woman's muffled shriek]

Children, beware. I fear one of mine own nightmares hath escaped the Dreaming. He is a Dark Mirror, a misbegotten child full of luxury and licentiousness, and he will take from you the windows to your very soul.

If you see him, call me at once. He must be stopped.

Two by two, hands of blue.

[soft sounds of her whimpering]

Two by two, hands of blue.

Two by two, hands of blue.

Two by two, hands of blue.

They're here.

[there's the sound of a door breaking open and then a scream, probably from River]

White's here. I saw him. I don't know if he's alone but...

I'm so screwed without

Shit. This really isn't what I needed.

hello yes hiiiii

so i know everyones dealing with various evil bastards and shit but

yeah uh no dont laugh but oh fucking hell i never should have read that fucking book fuuuuuck

basically the sink is full of blood and the pipes are full of his voice and theres a clown and stephen king you are a fucker ugh that bastard clown

also you know the dead kid in the book with one arm needs to stop following me that would be lovely