[All right, well, we're hitting up Dick first! If he touches the mouse, a password entry box pops up. So. Have fun. There's a microphone on top of the desk, plugged in and lit. There are two drawers: in the top one, there are some old sticks of chewing gum, stacks of unused post-it notes (some smeared with blood), and an unlabeled blue key card. In the bottom drawer is a folded page:]
“Made it in. I got a message to the others ...to her. We’re meeting at the medical cell to get what we came for and get the hell out of here.
God, I hope we can get the hell out of here. I just want to go home.”
[That's all you get in a single tag round Zia /:
MEANWHILE, IN THE HALLWAY... well. Dick will notice this along with them as well, but the lights all go out, because congratulations.
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fullthottle) wrote2019-11-11 01:13 pm
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“Made it in. I got a message to
the others...to her. We’re meeting at the medical cell to get what we came for and get the hell out of here.God, I hope we can get the hell out of here. I just want to go home.”
[That's all you get in a single tag round Zia /:
MEANWHILE, IN THE HALLWAY... well. Dick will notice this along with them as well, but the lights all go out, because congratulations.
You've hit tag limit.]