001: Voice
Okay, I don't know what is going on here. Don't get me wrong, it's great and all that I'm not having to kill zombies right and left...
[A pause as she takes a breath, trying to calm that knot twisting tighter in her stomach.]
But sweet Lincoln's mullet, I know for a fact I'm not married! A girl remembers these types of things! These aren't my clothes, things, or photos and this isn't my house.
So if you kind ladies and/or gentlemen don't mind, can I just have my old clothes and be sent back to where you took me from?
[A pause as she takes a breath, trying to calm that knot twisting tighter in her stomach.]
But sweet Lincoln's mullet, I know for a fact I'm not married! A girl remembers these types of things! These aren't my clothes, things, or photos and this isn't my house.
So if you kind ladies and/or gentlemen don't mind, can I just have my old clothes and be sent back to where you took me from?