Everything is worth fighting for

[Miki wakes in her strange new surroundings in a daze. Squinting, she looks around the walls of her room, which have been heavily painted in a graffiti style. She scratches her chin while she tries to contemplate why graffiti would be on the inside of a building, but soon gives up and absentmindedly plods to the kitchen. Miki finds from the cupboard a box of cereal, a bowl, and a spoon; she grabs some milk from the refrigerator, and, still half asleep, sloppily pours herself some cereal. Halfway through her second spoonful she stops and goes wild eyed in realization of something bad. Quickly she looks around, grabs the phone off of the hook, and crams herself in the refrigerator.]

[For people in the 453 Stone St. Kitchen]

You see a bowl of cereal, the cereal box, and a bottle of milk on the table. Bits of cereal and splashed of milk surround the bowl, like a dog poured the cereal and then attempted to eat it. Also, the phone cord stretches from the cradle into the refrigerator.

[Phone; Unfiltered]

[You hear the sound of someone scrabbling on the plastic near the microphone, then, in a somewhat panicked whisper, a young women speaks on the other end.]

"What? Where the heck did the buttons go? Those delinquents who kidnapped me must have planned ahead. They are smart for punks who skip school."

[The phone clunks down with a sound like someone dropped it in a cave made of plastic. A small motor whirs in the background.]