Backdated 3/7

[maidhem]

OHMIGOODDDDDD I THINK I BROKE HIM!!!!!!!

[Attached to the sudden message to the network late at night is a photo of Kei Shiragaki underneath a massive pile of boxes that had toppled over at a storage unit somewhere in the middle of town.

Felicia, panicked, did the first thing that came to mind:

Post to Retrospec.]

I swear to god if this is that doll I'm going to scream. Maybe it really was cursed. Maybe we shouldn't have tried to take it from it's lair...
[Following this is more rambling, babbling text message that string together into something nonsensical. Someone, help this girl.]

Comments

[maidhem]

[She sent him the address, and the code to get in through the gate.]

We'll be grateful for any help you can give!

[angealwings]

I'm on my way, it shouldn't be more than a few minutes.

[ Somehow, he was not very far. ]

[maidhem]

Thank you. I'd have called my friends, but I don't know who's even up right now.

[angealwings]

It's not a problem. It really is that kind of an hour.

Did the boxes only fall down on him?