0010; audio; failure to lock at two in the morning -- on nobodies and their faces
[There's a small click as sharp nails skitter off the audio button, and a mumble that could be 'private to self' before starting a low-voiced ramble.]
[failed private lock]
They look plastic. Does darkness embalm them after it hollows them out?
[A pause. Sheets ruffle. The voice grows closer, louder, higher as it wanders through daydreams.]
They would look better like that. How many do you think I can put in lace before ice cluches the world again? Or should I just put them in ice instead? Kihihihihi...yes, fetching, fetching! Wohohoho!
[failed private lock]
They look plastic. Does darkness embalm them after it hollows them out?
[A pause. Sheets ruffle. The voice grows closer, louder, higher as it wanders through daydreams.]
They would look better like that. How many do you think I can put in lace before ice cluches the world again? Or should I just put them in ice instead? Kihihihihi...yes, fetching, fetching! Wohohoho!