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[mnemotechnics]

Someone seems to like carving random shit in the stone.

[ footsteps on concrete, a rush of wind. he's actually pacing around on a rooftop. because real assassins don't stay in rooms. ]

-- Does anyone want to play creepy poetry detective? I've got fuck all else to do, anyway.

[ a brief pause, and the wind gets a touch louder, as though he's

Comments

[5_5david]

The poetry sounds like some kid trying to be deep and meaningful about hating their life to me.

[mnemotechnics]

I dunno, goth kids tend to have more about despair and blood than "watch it once the lights are out".

[Voice]

[5_5david]

They're all about the darkness though. Guess we should all start stocking up on flashlights at any rate. [A very soft chuckle.]

I'm Bosco by the way.

[Voice]

[mnemotechnics]

Michael.

It sounds like we'd need flashlights, candles, enough double A batteries to last for a couple of months.

[Voice]

[5_5david]

A couple of months, huh. You really think it'll be dark that long?