Ranuccio wraps his arm, the right one with the damaged hand, firmly around Clay's waist.
"Stay here. Clay, you're not like them. You aren't. And that's why it calls you so much..don't you know? It wants...lost souls, all of them. Good and bad. It.." The phone rings and Ranuccio has to answer it once he sees the phone call (http://www.livejournal.com/users/jasonlocke/23338.html?thread=422442#t422442) comes from Jason.
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Date: 2004-05-07 04:06 pm (UTC)"Stay here. Clay, you're not like them. You aren't. And that's why it calls you so much..don't you know? It wants...lost souls, all of them. Good and bad. It.." The phone rings and Ranuccio has to answer it once he sees the phone call (http://www.livejournal.com/users/jasonlocke/23338.html?thread=422442#t422442) comes from Jason.