Who? Rawdon & Thomas Where? Games hall When? Backdated to Tuesday evening What? Pool & drinks Open? Sure Rating? Drinking & swearing at least.
It had been quite an interesting find. Rawdon was a curious sort of a fellow as it was, and all of these empty buildings and shops with stuff that you could just take if you so pleased was still such a novelty for him. And so he had been exploring. He'd cleared out all of the crap from his apartment when his own stuff had shown up, and then he'd taken to bringing back different useful things he found elsewhere.
But this... how had no one uncovered it yet? Maybe it was just that no one else was quite as interested in games as he was, but he felt like he'd struck gold.
The hall was cluttered, some of the games were broken, some of them were light-up machines that he couldn't even begin to comprehend. Some of them were board games. Some he recognised, like chess and backgammon, others apparently required the use of tentacles to operate the pieces.
Importantly, in the centre of the room were different games tables. They'd been covered in dust sheets for some reason, and when he'd pulled them back he'd found a sort of snooker table there. He'd sent his message to Thomas, and spent the rest of his time starting to sort through everything that was to be found there. It felt endless, like any game that had ever existed or would ever exist could be found in that one hall.
With a very confused facial expression, he was sitting at one of the cards tables looking at the instructions for a weird game called Mousetrap! when he heard the door open.