New Year's Day
1. Basement of 1130 Taylor Road
[3...2...1...]
[The clock strikes 12:00. Nothing happens except for the annoying video broadcast over the TV. Bazett lets out a sigh of relief. She had been on edge for much of December 31st, preparing for whatever disaster Mayfield would throw at them. Now, it seems that at least this holiday would be allowed to pass in peace.]
[She gets ups, stretches, and then heads out of the basement to make some hot chocolate. It would calm her down in time to finally get some sleep.]
[As she sits on the couch wrapped in a blanket, sipping the drink, listening to quiet songs on the radio, and half-dozing, the radio starts broadcasting a strange message. It is enough to make her tense up all over again. She turns up the radio and strains her ears, trying to decipher the half-garbled voices. Throughout the broadcast, she can make out an androgynous, robotic voice. It sounded spooky...but also pitiful and sad...]
[The broadcast ends. After waiting for a few minutes, she finally decides that no disasters would occur and heads to bed.]
2. Outside 1130 Taylor Road
[Those who pass by the house today will be treated to a strange sight. A woman is banging at her door with a very hard loaf of French bread. They can choose to stand and stare, or they can approach her and ask her what she is doing.]
3. Phone; unfiltered
I cannot believe that they are going to let us celebrate New Year's without incident. Nevertheless, Happy New Year.
[It is late, but she is finally getting into the Holiday Spirit.]
[3...2...1...]
[The clock strikes 12:00. Nothing happens except for the annoying video broadcast over the TV. Bazett lets out a sigh of relief. She had been on edge for much of December 31st, preparing for whatever disaster Mayfield would throw at them. Now, it seems that at least this holiday would be allowed to pass in peace.]
[She gets ups, stretches, and then heads out of the basement to make some hot chocolate. It would calm her down in time to finally get some sleep.]
[As she sits on the couch wrapped in a blanket, sipping the drink, listening to quiet songs on the radio, and half-dozing, the radio starts broadcasting a strange message. It is enough to make her tense up all over again. She turns up the radio and strains her ears, trying to decipher the half-garbled voices. Throughout the broadcast, she can make out an androgynous, robotic voice. It sounded spooky...but also pitiful and sad...]
[The broadcast ends. After waiting for a few minutes, she finally decides that no disasters would occur and heads to bed.]
2. Outside 1130 Taylor Road
[Those who pass by the house today will be treated to a strange sight. A woman is banging at her door with a very hard loaf of French bread. They can choose to stand and stare, or they can approach her and ask her what she is doing.]
3. Phone; unfiltered
I cannot believe that they are going to let us celebrate New Year's without incident. Nevertheless, Happy New Year.
[It is late, but she is finally getting into the Holiday Spirit.]