WHO: dreamesing , Open to all.
WHAT: Arrival time! Eames has no reason to write in a journal, so lets have him run into Keep occupants :3
WHERE: First floor barracks and beyond.
WHEN: Presently.

He had to hand it to Robert Fischer's subconscious, it could certainly be creative.

Eames had woken up in a small cell, dressed in the clothes he'd been wearing on the ( Read more... )

Unlike the dark, narrow halls of the barracks, the Great Hall was bright with candle- and fire-light. The smell of wood-smoke lingered in the air along with the scents of the dishes set out on the table ( Read more... )

It’s dark when the Keep’s newest guests arrive. The cold night air has seeped into the stones of the barracks sending a chill throughout the rooms. No fire has been laid, no lamp lit to beat back the cold or dispel the dark. Each cell remains exactly as it has for months on end, almost as though no one were expecting the small rooms to be occupied ( Read more... )