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11:34 AM
Open; Nighttime
[ Alex was still making it a point to smoke outside. Even if there were no 'no smoking' signs around he was used to it being illegal so he didn't even try. Besides, Thomas didn't need the second hand smoke. It was on one of those late night nicotine sessions that he noticed something out in the snow. He flicked the ashes pushed his way up. Blood foot prints heading his way slowly without the snow packing down. his jaw dropped as he held the cigarette between his fingers.]
Let the Midnight Special shine a light on me. Let the Midnight Special shine a light on me. Let the Midnight Special shine a light on me [ He started to sing low as he closed his eyes the cigarette snapping between his fingers.] Let the Midnight Special shine a ever loving light on me.
[ After he sang the words he opened his eyes the bloody prints gone and the cigarette out on the snow below him as he just held the snapped filter. He stood up still staring out at the vast snow. Remembering Scott's message about monsters in the hedge. So he backed up towards the door. ] Fuck this shit!
[ He spoke as he tried to open the door finding it stuck he yanked two more times before it finally opened.] Just cold, cold doors stick all the time.
Closed to Thomas.
[ Alex made his way into the room, not caring that it was nearly 1 am. He flipped the lights on and made a b-line for the closet. His coat thrown off on the bed. Throwing open the door loud he stepped inside and yanked down the card board box he had not showed the first day, throwing it open he dumped it on the bed. The beautiful white handled pistol falling on the bed with the clip and bullets as Alex started to load the bullets. His eyes were wide and he was pale as could be even for him.
He had left around 9:30 saying he was going down to the bar. Now he looks like he's seen death itself. He hadn't loaded the clip in when he heard a scratching on the other side of the wall beside him. Wide eyed he looked at the wall. ]
Network; locked to Banshee sisters
You two okay? Something funky's going on with the wiring or something. Maybe rats who fucking knows with old buildings like this. Still, I wanted to make sure your both okay.
[ Alex was still making it a point to smoke outside. Even if there were no 'no smoking' signs around he was used to it being illegal so he didn't even try. Besides, Thomas didn't need the second hand smoke. It was on one of those late night nicotine sessions that he noticed something out in the snow. He flicked the ashes pushed his way up. Blood foot prints heading his way slowly without the snow packing down. his jaw dropped as he held the cigarette between his fingers.]
Let the Midnight Special shine a light on me. Let the Midnight Special shine a light on me. Let the Midnight Special shine a light on me [ He started to sing low as he closed his eyes the cigarette snapping between his fingers.] Let the Midnight Special shine a ever loving light on me.
[ After he sang the words he opened his eyes the bloody prints gone and the cigarette out on the snow below him as he just held the snapped filter. He stood up still staring out at the vast snow. Remembering Scott's message about monsters in the hedge. So he backed up towards the door. ] Fuck this shit!
[ He spoke as he tried to open the door finding it stuck he yanked two more times before it finally opened.] Just cold, cold doors stick all the time.
Closed to Thomas.
[ Alex made his way into the room, not caring that it was nearly 1 am. He flipped the lights on and made a b-line for the closet. His coat thrown off on the bed. Throwing open the door loud he stepped inside and yanked down the card board box he had not showed the first day, throwing it open he dumped it on the bed. The beautiful white handled pistol falling on the bed with the clip and bullets as Alex started to load the bullets. His eyes were wide and he was pale as could be even for him.
He had left around 9:30 saying he was going down to the bar. Now he looks like he's seen death itself. He hadn't loaded the clip in when he heard a scratching on the other side of the wall beside him. Wide eyed he looked at the wall. ]
Network; locked to Banshee sisters
You two okay? Something funky's going on with the wiring or something. Maybe rats who fucking knows with old buildings like this. Still, I wanted to make sure your both okay.