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All right, all right, I get it! Now whoever it was who decided it would be a good idea to bring me here, I would be very glad if you'd be so kind as to put. Me. Back!

...

[clears his throat]

Ah. Well then. Since it seems I won't be going anywhere anytime soon, I suppose I should introduce myself. Basil of Baker Street's the name, a pleasure to meet all of you. If any of you might have any information that could help me deduce this situation I'd really be quite grateful if you'd produce it for me.

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Trust me, I'd rather be crazy.

Very well then, we'll pretend this crazy story is true. What else can you tell me?

Let's see.

Are there any 'plants' around you? If you just glance at them, you can tell they're fake. You use the leaves and flowers as currency here. There are a lot things here that don't make sense, like talking candle sticks and talking animals, and there's creatures here known as heartless that try to steal your soul.

...The only thing new was that last one...

From what I've seen and heard, you don't have to worry much about them unless you get too close to City Hall. The Organization has their base there. I guess they use the heartless as security.

Though, I have to ask. If you're fine with talking animals, then what's so far-fetched about this being a castle?

I am an animal. A mouse, to be precise.

[There's a loud sigh over the mic.]

Of course you are. The first person I talked to here was a candelabra, so why not a talking mouse?

...A candelabra?

Yeah. I thought someone had transmuted a soul to it, but it went on about some sort of spell cast on it. I don't know what else it could be, because there wasn't a blood seal on it.

...Transmuted a soul? How would one accomplish something like that?

Someone with a sick mind and something to trade for it.

...How intriguing.

'Intriguing' wouldn't be my first word of choice.

Really? What would you say about it then?

That it's twisted in the worst sense of the word.

You were speaking about it rather nonchalantly before.

That doesn't mean anything! You don't even know what you're talking about!

I must admit the means and methods for accomplishing such a daunting task do evade me...

If you're really that curious I can explain my own experience. I'm not it over the network though.

You don't sound particularly eager.

It's not a very nice story.

Well, if you're willing to tell it I'll be happy to hear!

[There's a pause. Ed would rather tell his horror story than have anyone who didn't know better try it.]

Where do you want to meet?

Where are you right now, lad?

In my apartment in Villas Salonas. It's closest to Joutenheim Gate.