dreiundneunzig

Apr 20, 2008 12:14

[ Voice Transmission Start ]

[sound of a door creaking, followed by footsteps]

Franca? ...Franca?

[a pause]

Not here. Is she at work? Or did she go home? Judging by the dust...

[a light cough, then another pause]

Hm? What's--

[ Voice Transmission End ]

Well that was strange. It looks like my apartment was wired, like something out of one of those James Bond movies I saw. What happened while I was gone?

I thought I'd just been asleep, but...it's been more than a day, hasn't it?
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