Singing in the Walls
Who: Ellie, Raw and Bahst
What: Sounds That No Else Can Hear, or Is Ellie Unhinged?
When: Feburary Fifth 3pm
Where: Palace Halls
Ellie looked down at Dief. "You know, there are times I wish you weren't deaf." Dief let out a bored huff in response. The carpentry had by now been replaced by singing. She was fairly certain that the voice belonged to her grandfather. Further, she was certain it had come from this very closet.
She opened it. Her eyes widened at what she saw. There, beyond her clothes was an open space. She stepped on through and found that there was an office here, complete with snow outside.
"Come on in. Shut the door, it's cold out there."
"In actual fact, it's 22 degrees Celsius," Ellie replied automatically, still taking this impossible room in.
"What's that in real temperature?"
Still distracted, Ellie started to reply. "It's uh...how, how did...when....what is this?"
"It's my office! And I haven't been getting enough work done, either."
She cocked her head to one side. "I wasn't aware you had work."
"Well, there you go, you haven't been listening."
"I... I... guess not."