Michael Afton: *Will? is that you? you cant tell* heya, what chall up to?
Virgil: oh heya Mikey! wazzup?
Michael: nothin much, just got off my shift and i thought id say hi
Virgil: oh, Kat! this is Wills son, Michael!
*wait Will has more kid
Michael: *he comes over to sit next to you, and...oh god, that smell, it smells like somethign inside him has been long rotten and decayed, almost as if hes a walking corpse of sorts*
Elizabeth: *she just looks away, knowing that within the next few minutes there is a high porbibility that youll figure out why his skin is purple and why he smells like t