video.

[magatsugiru]

Whoa! Okay, I think I've got it.

[ The young man on screen looks rather disheveled, and very flustered. He tries for a smile, but it collapses into a sheepish grimace halfway, and he looks away from the camera. ]

W-well, I can say this wasn't where I expected to end up when I opened the door to my apartment... Man, maybe I've been overdoing it with all that overtime.

Umm, hi there, if anyone's listening. This place isn't dangerous, is it? Should I be worried?

[ He reaches up to rub at the back of his neck. ]

I hope this thing's on. Can anyone hear me?

Comments

[naughty_nurse]

That... might be difficult. Has anyone told you about the events?

[magatsugiru]

Not yet. Want to fill me in?

[naughty_nurse]

About once a month, the mansion goes through a change, basing itself off of someone's memories here. Sometimes it can be nice... like the mansion turning into a wizard school, or a fun space station with lots of games.

... But sometimes it's not nice. Like changing our memories to make us forget who we are, or we're chased by monsters, or turn into zombies.

[magatsugiru]

Oh wow... I see what you mean! That's pretty far outside even a thriving police force's capacity to handle. I can't do much about the events, but if you see any suspicious people, or somebody gives you trouble, it's my job to help out.

[naughty_nurse]

[Well, that is marginally reasonable, she supposes.]

I'll try to keep an eye out... if there's any way I can help, I'll do it.