The blue light shot up from the floor to the ceiling, creating an opaque column; the humming grew louder, enough to become annoying. This was it. Sehun crossed his fingers and hoped nothing had gone amiss this time. With the way his magic had been going, he'd probably called a dog instead of a cat, or something like that. Still, the animal didn't matter, as long as he could use it as his familiar.

When the column split open and vanished altogether, it left something behind.

Or rather, someone.

Sehun frowned. "You're not a cat," he said.

"I'm not?" The pinkhaired man standing in the middle of the room looked crestfallen for a moment, then his eyes lit up with a devilish gleam and his lips parted in a wide grin. "I guess that explains why the collar's way too small for me. I'm keeping the mouse plushie, though."

Sehun cursed silently to himself. He'd probably picked up one of the townie kids. This guy looked like he fronted an indie band somewhere. He was wearing the collar, Sehun noticed - as a bracelet. The mouse, he had sticking out of the pocket of his jeans. Of the map, food and yarn there was no sign.

"Sorry," Sehun muttered. He hated having to apologize. "Where are you from? I'll get someone to take you home."

The other man didn't seem at all upset at having suddenly found himself in a stranger's bedroom. "Do you have a car that can drive to the Netherworld?"