Just as Ryan began trying to right himself on the bat and get a better idea of what the hell, there was the brief whine of a megaphone. Anselmo—the real one, thank you very much—had taken notice of the voice carrying through the Cave much as Ryan and wanted answers. "What the hell are you doing?"
"What," Ryan yelled out, no longer caring who he was directed toward, "you're talking to yourself now?!"
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Just as Ryan began trying to right himself on the bat and get a better idea of what the hell, there was the brief whine of a megaphone. Anselmo—the real one, thank you very much—had taken notice of the voice carrying through the Cave much as Ryan and wanted answers. "What the hell are you doing?"
"What," Ryan yelled out, no longer caring who he was directed toward, "you're talking to yourself now?!"