Thread:Glitchee123z/@comment-36190145-20180831170755/@comment-35455126-20180901233923

Meanwhile, somewhere in Vacuo...

It was sunset across the desert. Crickets were beginning to awaken, and other nocturnal animals knew it would be night soon. And yet, a portal opened suddenly, illuminating the dry sands with blue light. Three humanoid figures, covered head-to-toe in black suits, stepped through.

“Looks like we’re here.” Said one of the men.

“Hey, wait a minute...” Another man pulled out a scanning device. “We’re nowhere near any anomalies! The hell, Stan!?” The second man smacked the one named Stan over his head.

“It’s not my fault, man!” Exclaimed Stan.

“It is! I told you, SPECIFICALLY, where to teleport us, and you FAILED.” The leader chided, smacking Stan a second time.

“Oww! I’m sorry!!” Stan whined.

“Well whatever.” The leader said. “We’ll just take the teleporter again. And this time...” he wagged a finger towards Stan. “...get it right. We can’t afford to fuck up this mission. These anomalies are dangerous. Now come on.”

The three men stepped back through the portal, and it closes behind them.