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[ . . . It was familiar, at least. But it definitely didn't seem like a good thing. The over all feeling of the area, the fog. .. Just all of this. . And he had slipped on those glasses, mostly just to see if that would help matters. It did. So now Yosuke is a little on edge because despite the fact that it wasn't the TV World. . . It was feeling a little too much like it for his own comfort.

So naturally, he's going to head out and make sure everyone is alright. Because heading out on your own seems like a great idea when you suspect that there were Shadows around. . . But honestly, the truth of the matter was, he doubted anyone here knew about the Shadows. . . and if he was the only one who knew about them. . .Well. . .]

". . . Oh man, this sucks. . ."

Current Mood: worried

[The produce had practically been flying off the shelf, and they had been terribly low on hands. . .So he had made his way back to restock the cabbage, opening the door to the store room and stepping in. . . ]

"Wh-What the hell!?"

[. . This was not the store room of the Junes grocery department. In fact. He had been fairly certain that there wasn't a beach inside of Junes. At all. Anywhere. So what the fuck was this. As if the TV world wasn't weird enough. . . and he'd half wondered if he'd somehow ended up there. . But no. This place was definitely not. . there . . . So. . .]

". . . Oh man. . Where the hell am I?"