http://damned-intercom.livejournal.com/ ([identity profile] damned-intercom.livejournal.com) wrote in [community profile] damned_institute2008-09-04 02:23 am
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Night 34: Intercom, End of Night

The intercom came on with its usual crackle, the Head Doctor laughing as the volume went up and down. Finally, he sighed and clicked his tongue.

"None of you found my little prize, did you? Ah, yes, I too have rewards to offer to the general populace, and they're items that are most definitely more useful than the usual trinkets that the radio promises. It's a shame; it would have made some treks tomorrow far easier than usual."

He sighed, as if shaking his head.

"No matter. Your loss..."

He trailed off as the sound of footsteps entering the room could be heard. There was the sound of some muffled voices and then a sudden exclamation of "they what?!" along with the rustling of papers. The Head Doctor, seemingly fuming, came back to the mic.

"It would seem I have some technical difficulties to attend to. I'll see you all in the morning."

The intercom crackled off into silence.