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[ oom: a typical day at el palacio de los asesinos. except ... not. la lotería comes again.]
Wireman had left Miss Eastlake's pack of cigarettes in the other room, so, after checking to make sure he hadn't imagined her lucidity, he'd gone to get them.
He pushes through the door to what should be the television room, calling ahead of him, "Wireman's got your cigarettes for you, Miss Eastlake! Don't you worry."
Except when he looks up, Miss Eastlake is not there to hear him. Or perhaps more accurately, he is not there to be heard.
Welcome to Milliways, Wireman.
clack.
Wireman had left Miss Eastlake's pack of cigarettes in the other room, so, after checking to make sure he hadn't imagined her lucidity, he'd gone to get them.
He pushes through the door to what should be the television room, calling ahead of him, "Wireman's got your cigarettes for you, Miss Eastlake! Don't you worry."
Except when he looks up, Miss Eastlake is not there to hear him. Or perhaps more accurately, he is not there to be heard.
Welcome to Milliways, Wireman.
clack.