Post-power knock-out.
Who: Adrian Monk, Open
When: Post-blackout
Where: The Stairwell between the first and second floor of the boarding house.
Without the lights, Adrian Monk sat heavily on the third step from the ground floor and clasped his hands tightly in his lap. He had, of course, been trapped in a power outage before. He had nearly broken his nurse's son's hand in that incident; he didn't deal well with disasters, and loss of power was definitely a disaster - nevermind that "total darkness" was number 15 on his list of phobias.
He stared into the darkness for nearly two full minutes, waiting for the power to return. Then, he began talking to himself.
"Call Natalie. Natalie can call the Captain." It took him a moment to remember that there was no phone, no Natalie, no Captain, and now...no power. Monk whimpered in the darkness.
When: Post-blackout
Where: The Stairwell between the first and second floor of the boarding house.
Without the lights, Adrian Monk sat heavily on the third step from the ground floor and clasped his hands tightly in his lap. He had, of course, been trapped in a power outage before. He had nearly broken his nurse's son's hand in that incident; he didn't deal well with disasters, and loss of power was definitely a disaster - nevermind that "total darkness" was number 15 on his list of phobias.
He stared into the darkness for nearly two full minutes, waiting for the power to return. Then, he began talking to himself.
"Call Natalie. Natalie can call the Captain." It took him a moment to remember that there was no phone, no Natalie, no Captain, and now...no power. Monk whimpered in the darkness.