Who: Robert Drayton What: Memory post! Where: In the stairwell between the second and first floor. When: Around three AM, technically the morning after the landlord's post. Warnings: None yet. Notes: Also short.
Robert had heard the landlord's voice message, but it barely registered on his radar as anything to be worried or remotely care about. He didn't believe in coincidences or the supernatural, they were all just foolish wishes of those who would rather use fantasy to escape instead of accepting the cold hard realities they're stuck in. Personally, he chose to deal with the situation by taking off to a gig at the nearby dive Juke Joint.
Returning home, he stopped at the elevators and stared and the lights deceptively implying everything was in working order. It wasn't long before he made a venture for the stairs instead.