[and the music concludes with nothing terrible happening, to boot! when he pokes the button again, however, nothing really happens. just a clicking noise as the arm fails to move.
but there's a further rustling from behind him, near the bed, and a voice--]
Hey, you gotta turn it over!
[there's a pale boy, with white hair and red eyes, crawling out from under the bed. he doesn't seem afraid of the strange plant-person who's appeared, and he's... not terribly frightening himself. he can't be much older than twelve, and he's walking towards the record player.]
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but there's a further rustling from behind him, near the bed, and a voice--]
Hey, you gotta turn it over!
[there's a pale boy, with white hair and red eyes, crawling out from under the bed. he doesn't seem afraid of the strange plant-person who's appeared, and he's... not terribly frightening himself. he can't be much older than twelve, and he's walking towards the record player.]