the orient express

Why does the train never take MY ability?

I'd be all for not being able to hear every nasty thing that goes through people's minds for awhile.

Although, maybe not right now. . .if I'd end up with something even HARDER to control.

....There's a strange man in my room.

I guess I have a new room mate.

I'm honestly expected to type on this ridiculous little keyboard? There has got to be a better way. Actually there is. It's called telepathy.

( Private text: Erik Lehnsherr )

This really isn't where I expected to wake up today. I don't know whether to be a little freaked out or a lot freaked out.

Did I piss someone off to land me here? I don't remember pissing anyone off lately. If I did, seriously, you just got to tell me and I'll try and make it right. Conversely, if this is a prank, this isn't funny so much as a lot of effort to go to. So... kudos for that? I guess.

My head hurts.

Attention, passengers of the abduction train: I'm looking for an imaginary beastie that answers to 'Tinkerbell.' A small boy has taken up residence in my cabin and I'm afraid he's convinced that fairies do, in fact, exist.

If you see a little spot of reflected light or hear bells, be careful about where you step. The child has a sword.

Does anyone have cigarettes?

Whoa, hey. I just got a majorly bad vibe about the area up front. This might sound crazy, but I really think it's best if people stay clear of it until we know what's going on.

ANGEL

[Because Spike is a ghost, it took him a great deal of effort to write this. His network posts will be short and cryptic, much like a Ouija board.]

Qu'est-ce que the fuck?