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Hal Yorke (yorkehal) wrote in hellascenes,

Hal had no idea what was going on. The last thing he could remember was the food fight he had back at the hotel with Tom, and of course being fired after that. And now…now he was in some strange room with some strange man that he had never seen before. “You need to move…” he said as he grabbed the stranger’s arm and moved it away from him. Did he really need to be tortured like this? Hadn’t waking up in an unfamiliar room been enough? Why did he have to have some tall, gangly bloke hugging him like a teddy bear?

Okay, he definitely had enough of this. Hal got up, not caring if it woke up the other person. He just didn’t want those arms and legs wrapped around him any longer. Not only that, he wanted to find out where in the hell he was. So, he left Sleepy Beauty and headed out.

Well, wherever he was, it was nowhere near home. Not even in the right country! The little snippets of conversation he heard as he walked down the street proved that. If he were here did that mean Alex and Tom were too? Or had he been the only lucky one to be taken by whatever had taken him? Well, the only way he’ll know is if he looked around. He will either find them or not.

And as fate would have it, he was found. He recognized that voice in an instant and it made him stop and turn around. He never thought he would actually be this happy to see Tom. “What are you talking about? Rampaging? Does it look like I’m doing anything of the sort?” He really had no idea what Tom was going on and on about, but all it did was make him stare in confusion. “Who is Hatch and why does the world need saving?”