John's Mailbox

[theyregooddogs]

[This is a place to write to John?! He might take awhile to respond for reasons...]

Comments

[bondsofsuffering]

There's a place where heaven grads can drop by hell for a visit. You can even meet up with hell grads, too. Give it a try sometime.

-[Blade]

[bondsofsuffering]

[Izanami-no-Mikoto] graduated.

-[Blade]

[theyregooddogs]

What about [Carmen Sandiego]?

[bondsofsuffering]

Still here.

-Blade

[theyregooddogs]

Not surprising. Where did he go?

[bondsofsuffering]

Home.

-Blade

[theyregooddogs]

Good. Now, you have time to think about going back without distractions.

[bondsofsuffering]

Not sure it's less distracting, actually.

-Blade

[theyregooddogs]

Oh, trust me. It is.

[bondsofsuffering]

Enlighten me.

-Blade

[theyregooddogs]

There, you could put it off. He's right with you. Why worry about tomorrow? —Now? You have to feel what it's like to be without him again. Another twist of the screw. No distractions.

[bondsofsuffering]

Sleep's pretty distracting.

-Blade

[theyregooddogs]

Then, go ahead and sleep. If you can.

[bondsofsuffering]

Sleeping potions are great for that.

-Blade

[theyregooddogs]

Guess I won't be expecting any letters, then. Good night.