Who: Ash Williams and OPEN TO ALL
Where: Ash's Bedroom then Hallway on the second floor
When: 10am
Rating:TBD


“Shop smart, shop S-mart”, Ash murmured in his sleep as he tossed and turned on the bed. He had been saying that motto so often at work that it had leaked into his dreams. It was better than his more recent nightmares of deadites, freaky time travel adventures, and being chopped into pieces but the thing was, Ash wasn’t supposed to be asleep. He was supposed to be at S-mart, doing over-time to make up for all those shifts he missed while he was back in the past fighting evil demons. As if knowing this in his sleep, Ash suddenly jerked awake and sat up right in his bed. “What…who…how?” he incoherently sputtered as his blue eyes darted around the room. It was pretty, nice, defiantly a chick’s room, and certainly not Ash’s. Did I get lucky last night? he wondered for a moment. Where’s the lucky girl then? Somehow Ash didn’t think this was the case. Wasn’t I at work?

Yes, that was it. He had been at work, talking/hitting on the new girl in electronics when that old man had approached him. Approached him and tried to make him take an envelope, even though Ash refused because he had a bad feeling about the old coot. “Looks like my instincts were right again”, Ash muttered as he stood up and looked around the room. It looked like he had been kidnapped but that was stupid. Who the hell would wanna kidnap him?

Ash’s attention was distracted by the glint of light hitting off his metal hand. Oh..fuck. This didn’t have anything to do with that damn book, did it? “I’m gonna kill that jerk”, Ash swore before turning and running out of his bedroom. It was that gray-haired son-of-a-bitch who was behind this, he just knew it. “Hey grandpa, where they hell are you?” Ash yelled out as he moved down the hallway. “Yoo-hoo, anybody home?” he added with a sarcastic tone, cupping his hands around his mouth to make his voice louder before they dropped helplessly to his side. What the hell was going on here?