http://damned-intercom.livejournal.com/ (![[identity profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/openid.png)
damned-intercom.livejournal.com) wrote in ![[community profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/community.png)
damned_institute2009-12-12 07:20 am
damned-intercom.livejournal.com) wrote in damned_institute2009-12-12 07:20 am
Entry tags:
Night 45: Intercom, End of Night
The intercom came on with a low, loud crackle, as per usual. However, when the Head Doctor's voice spoke, it was thin and tinny, like it was coming from a tape deck rather than from someone's mouth.
"My, my! You've all been so successful with you're searching that I had to make a recording in case I got dragged into yet another show to view. And, if you're hearing this... then I did. Not that any of you will ever hear about it. Aha..."
The voice trailed off as the night faded away.
"My, my! You've all been so successful with you're searching that I had to make a recording in case I got dragged into yet another show to view. And, if you're hearing this... then I did. Not that any of you will ever hear about it. Aha..."
The voice trailed off as the night faded away.