Nocturnum - Chapter I

[Insight]

Looking down at Vincent. "Sure, there's a digital camera in the bag there. It's wrapped in the yellow towel. Could you get a picture of this ceiling for me? I'm not surprised this girl thought this place was haunted." Roger had had trouble finding items in a pinch before, so the towels he used for padding were different colors.

Vincent fishes around in the bag before locating the yellow towel, and the digital camera within. Being an artist, Vincent was quite familiar with the workings of digital cameras and as such, didn't need to ask how it worked.

Stepping back, Vincent looks through the camera to get a good shot. He takes a few shots of the area requested, and waits for further instructions.

 

[hippocrachus]

"Art History, huh? Who's your professor? I'm the Anthropology teacher at College Park," Gabriel replied with sudden interest. "I've done a little research on the place; I'm no expert, but I'm sure I could help you with your paper. Sorry. Gabriel Silber. We met downstairs, but I don't think anybody was really paying attention to introductions." He offered Steven a handshake.

 

[Velmont]

"Isaacs. That is my teacher's name. And mine is Steven Terence." replies Steven, waiting for a reaction from the man. Everyone know him, as one of the best player of the team... well, should know. "Anthropology... what that is suppose to talk about? I am not familiar with that subject."

 

[hippocrachus]

The only recognition in Gabriel's eyes was for that of Professor Isaacs. College football was the drunken drop-out's equivalent to muscle-brained Anglo-Saxons grunting and running into each other at full force for fun. Gabriel liked sports with a bit more history, like lacrosse.
"Oh, yes, I've spoken with him several times on..." He looked at Steven sharply when he realized what was said. "You don't know what anthropology is?"
You'd think Towson's standards were a little higher... He rolled his eyes and tried to come up with something else to talk about. The project was a good start. He probably waited till the last minute...
"What kind of paper is it? You're cutting it close to the end of the semester, don't you think? A field study is sure to get you an 'A' with Isaacs though..."

 

[Velmont]

"The session work. We must do it on something that have marked the city or the country. Paradise Theatre is an old theatre. With his opening, I thought it could be a good subject. I am not sure I will get an 'A' out of that, Isaacs like only his student in art. I am studying in finance."

Steven opens the door of the projection room. "Do you know when that theatre was first open. I wouldn't be surprise to hear that it was the first theatre in Baltimore." He then take a look inside before daring entering the room, not sure if he is allowed to enter there.

 

[hippocrachus]

Gabriel followed the finance student into the projector room with only half the concern he had before going backstage. You could come in here with a tank of gasoline and a Zippo, burn the place down, and he doubted anybody here would try and stop you.
"I believe the cornerstone out front said 1928. It was originally a stage theater...for plays and the like." Gabriel felt he needed to clarify for Steven. "The owner, 'Something' Allen, later turned it into a movie theater. The place closed down in the early 70's."

 

[Velmont]

"Yeah?" Steven starts to search through his pcoket. He get a pen but doens't find a paper, so he take the newspaper he still have with him and note what Gabriel told him. "1928... Allen... 70s. It will help to do some research I suppose. Thanks. And what bring you here?"

 

[hippocrachus]

"Well, I consider myself a historian and I'm most interested in architecture. A colleague of mine told me about the theater and I figured I'd give it a look. I'm kind of disappointed that the Historical Society has allowed a relic like this to fall into such disrepair..." Gabriel walked over to where Steven was looking at the projector and the film roll meandering around the machine. He looked on either side of the contraption and flicked the "on" switch when he found it.

 

[Majin]

Monday, May 15 2006 - 5:10 PM

~Roger~~Vincent~

"No attic that I know of," Kris answers simply. "I'm just a volunteer though, so I don't know too terribly much about the place," she adds dismissively as she gives a short wave and leaves the theater through the double doors.

Vincent looks about with the camera, employing the zoom lense liberally as he looks about the ceiling. As he examines the ceiling, he zooms in on a nearby scene of a Bacchanalia and notices that a small section of it appears hinged, as if from a trapdoor. Zooming in further, he notices within the face of what appears to be a dead nymph's eye socket, is a switch of some kind.

~Gabriel~~Steven~

Pushing the switch on the large projector results in a dusty click and what sounds like the mechanism trying to start up, but the projector does not move.

Both Gabriel and Steven can hear the distant music now.

 

[Velmont]

Steven looks at the projector and then looks through teh glass at the large screen. "They hope to open a movie theatre that can only play the soundtrack of the movie. I don't remember to have heard that music in any preview. Is it a soundtrack... or is it something related of that haunting story?"