Re: [Quicklog: Louis/Peggy]
[The most surprising thing about the room was its size. With a massive door like that and a specially created dual lock, Peggy had expected something the size of a shipping container at minimum, but instead she was looking at a glorified closet. Three people could barely have fit inside shoulder to shoulder, and its square size suggested rented storage space in forgotten backlots. Though she was not a tall woman, Peggy had the impulse to duck as she came inside the--what? storage facility--lined entirely with shelves and shored up with thick wires.
The shelves were lined with a number of strange objects in numbered glass boxes. Most were too shadowed to make out their shapes.
The small space was primarily lit by a single bulb, currently dark, with a string swinging from it, but there were also three screens, black and green in colour and all of them on, with an IBM keyboard apiece. The air was warm with the fans of some hidden machines, perhaps explaining the lack of readily available space. She stared at the screens, which were all displaying a very funny logo, a stylized "TS" with geometric shapes spinning around it. Something metal was messy with wires on the table just in front of the keyboards.] How strange. This was not what I was expecting.
[Peggy took one more step inward, and reached up without thinking to pull the string attached to the bulb. It lit up orange and yellow--and the door slammed shut behind both of them with a hollow CLANK.]