yardbird: He laid down on the floor and he slept like iron. (dirty knife)
Murphy Pendleton ([personal profile] yardbird) wrote in [community profile] ataraxionlogs 2012-10-29 04:06 am (UTC)

The guard tower looks as run down as everything else. Rusty walls and death reeks from the air of this place.

Adler enters, and a radio switches on. Garbled, incoherent noises breathe from the speakers, before a little melody picks up.

There appears to have once been an upper level of the tower, though the ladder appears to have been broken in half by something fierce. There are stairs leading even farther downwards, though, with a few flickering lamps and a dim light down there. In spite of this, it's obvious that no one has occupied the place in some time... Which makes the single phone, hung up and ringing on the wall, all the more uncanny. Who would be calling in to such a place, when the only apparent occupant is clearly out of reach?

When Adler picks it up, it does stop.

At first, only the sound of running water can be heard. The stream over the wire continues for several seconds.

Then, a boy's voice:

"Daddy?"

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