*A nervous and concerned look dominates my expression and gestures as I flutter my way through the Underworld, searching for your house in catacombs that grow increasingly familiar to me as I go along. I eventually find my way to your door and, taking a deep breath, knock on it.*
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*I realize that my tiny Fairy hands would never have produced enough audible sound for you to hear with a normal knock, and proceed to pound my fist into the door as hard as I can three times so you have an actual chance to hear me*