Mad Fantasy

[baka]

Fitz shrugs embarrassedly. "Okay. I'm going to bed right now, I'm knackered. See you in the morning."

And he does just that.

[Carthrat]

Fitz descends into slumber, surrounded by images and pictorials of his god...

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...and is awakened by the vibrating squeal of his mobile phone.

[baka]

Fitz blinks awake, stares at the bedside table wondering what the damn noise is, then drags himself to a sitting position, grabbing the phone and answering without checking the number.

"Uuhhello?" he mumbles clearly.

[Carthrat]

"Am I speaking to Jeremy Fitzwilliam?" says a voice, which sounds worried, rushed, and slow, all at the same time.

[baka]

"That's me," Fitz replies, blinking quickly in an effort to wake up. "Who's this?"

[Carthrat]

"My name is Keysan," replies the voice on the end. "Look, I can't tell you much, but word has a way of getting around, and to cut a long story short, I know where your brother is."

[baka]

"Where?" Fitz asks quickly, not caring who Keysan is or how they know.

[Carthrat]

"46 Union Rd," replies the voice. "On the sixth floor, in a closet."

[baka]

"Who has him? What's at 46 Union Road?" asks Fitz.

[Carthrat]

"I don't know. There's a tower on the address. I saw them take him there after they grabbed him. Along with the box," replies the voice, warily.

[baka]

"Box? Do you know something about that?" Fitz asks, hurriedly. "If that's why whoever it is took him..."

[Carthrat]

"Something worth killing for," replies the voice, ominously. "Something that may very well hold the fate of the world in the balance!"

[baka]

"I'm going to get my brother," Fitz replies simply. "Thank you for your help."

With that, Fitz gets up, throws his clothes back on, and heads to Richard's room. If he can remember where it is.

[Carthrat]

Fitz manages to find Richards room with only a little difficulty. The man himself is sleeping like a baby. Well, he never was an early riser.

[baka]

Jeremy quickly checks the time on the nearest clock, or his phone if there isn't one nearby. No sense asking a tired Richard to help him assault a skyscraper...