Anette grumbled. "She lives next door....I just came over here because the door was open and, silly me, I had to give a shit about human life." she said, going next door. Maya wasn't home, but she had to let her know that she couldn't stay and she'd get in touch soon.<br/><br/>She wrote a hastily written note on a piece of notebook paper, and slid it under the door. "I told her I'd be in touch....because I'm sure as shit not going to go on some mystical joyride. I wanted to live with my friend and be normal."