Night 58: Intercom, Beginning of Night
Dinner ended without fanfare, and the after-hour misadventure started with the clicking of locks.
If there existed something to fear tonight, it did not seem apparent. The intercom refused to say. The only sights to see here were shadowed hallways and empty chambers, the only sounds being echoes of distant life.
If there existed something to fear tonight, it did not seem apparent. The intercom refused to say. The only sights to see here were shadowed hallways and empty chambers, the only sounds being echoes of distant life.