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Nocturnum - Chapter I
- Thread starter Majin
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Majin
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[sblock]You've pretty much got the jist of it I'd say, though Steven technically would have never left the lobby, as Sara came halfway out of the room to speak with him. Either way, he is back in the lobby with Dunstand.[/sblock]
The female on the scaffolding notices Roger and climbs carefully down to meet him. Rubbing paint on her coveralls and extending a hand to him she introduces herself as Kris Nichols.
"Right up there where I was painting just now," she answers. "She was in here working with Robert, but he was cleaning up down here when it happened. Mary did use to complain about a humming noise she heard occasionally up there that was rather distracting. She said it made her feel dizzy. I hear it sometimes too but no one knows what's causing it. It comes and goes in a cycle, like an air conditioning system we figure, but there's nothing in the theater that should really make that sound."
The elderly gentleman who was vacuuming returns for a moment to wheel the device out of the theater and adds, jokingly, "It sounds almost like breathing to me," he laughs. "Prolly just old building noises, you know the sort. I'm Jack by the way," he adds, shaking hands with Roger before returning to his business.
The female on the scaffolding notices Roger and climbs carefully down to meet him. Rubbing paint on her coveralls and extending a hand to him she introduces herself as Kris Nichols.
"Right up there where I was painting just now," she answers. "She was in here working with Robert, but he was cleaning up down here when it happened. Mary did use to complain about a humming noise she heard occasionally up there that was rather distracting. She said it made her feel dizzy. I hear it sometimes too but no one knows what's causing it. It comes and goes in a cycle, like an air conditioning system we figure, but there's nothing in the theater that should really make that sound."
The elderly gentleman who was vacuuming returns for a moment to wheel the device out of the theater and adds, jokingly, "It sounds almost like breathing to me," he laughs. "Prolly just old building noises, you know the sort. I'm Jack by the way," he adds, shaking hands with Roger before returning to his business.
Velmont
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Steven, not very far from there, overhear Sara and Roger. "Hey, Dun... have you heard that? Looks like something happen here. A girl who fall, stange noise. That muust be what they speak of when they say this place is haunted... maybe we could ask that man about what he knows about that place. What do you think?"
Dhes
Explorer
”Don’t worry about it, will just go and take some pictures first. We can type up the report when we get back at my dorm room.” Dragging Steve away from the door, ”Let’s start in the main theater.” pushing open the big double doors, ”we should also get some pictures of Sara,” grinning to himself. ”Maybe I should give her my fathers card.”
Velmont
First Post
"Fine" answers Steven, following Dunstand to the main room. He takes a look at the theatre. "It would be fun to meet that ghost, if it exists. Haunted... well, I don't think Isaacs is the kind of person who like to read about ghost story. We should take some picture of the projection room. Do you think we can have access to it?"
hippocrachus
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Gabriel checked over his shoulder to make sure no one was watching him before he creeped slowly to the silhouetted curtains.
Nobody said I couldn't come back here... he thought as he closed in and moved to pull the curtains aside.
Nobody said I couldn't come back here... he thought as he closed in and moved to pull the curtains aside.
Majin
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Gabriel moved to pull the curtain aside and recoiled quickly as his hand met hard resistance. Looking closer now he realizes that he had bumped into what appears to be a mirror. The curtains are actually the ones behind him in the mirror's reflection. Now the light beyond the curtains is steady, and Gabriel is looking at his reflection. He could swear he hadn't seen himself until he had physically touched the mirror...
hippocrachus
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The hell...? he thought in exasperation. He looked at the mirror closer and rationalized his own human inadaquacies as the cause of the reflection's illusion. The lighting was bad after all.
That didn't stop him from hurrying out from behind the curtains into the much brighter by comparison theater room. He hid his apprehension by glancing up at the projector room and wondering how he could get up there. He remembered the stairs in the front lobby and figured that was as good a place as any to begin his search.
That didn't stop him from hurrying out from behind the curtains into the much brighter by comparison theater room. He hid his apprehension by glancing up at the projector room and wondering how he could get up there. He remembered the stairs in the front lobby and figured that was as good a place as any to begin his search.
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"Roger, nice to meet you," he turned back to the lady.
Probably electrical noises, a short or something, maybe in the thermostat to make it regular. In any case Roger would want a recording.
"Would you mind if I left a live microphone up there? I'd like to get a recording of the noise."
He began to take a fresh tape out, and label it with the time and "Paradise Theatre, Scaffolding Accident Site". He took out a wireless mic, and a his recorder.
"Of course I can wait for you to finish first if it bothers you," he said as he glanced around looking for an outlet in a safe place.
"How often does it happen?... and do you know where might I find 'Robert'?"
Probably electrical noises, a short or something, maybe in the thermostat to make it regular. In any case Roger would want a recording.
"Would you mind if I left a live microphone up there? I'd like to get a recording of the noise."
He began to take a fresh tape out, and label it with the time and "Paradise Theatre, Scaffolding Accident Site". He took out a wireless mic, and a his recorder.
"Of course I can wait for you to finish first if it bothers you," he said as he glanced around looking for an outlet in a safe place.
"How often does it happen?... and do you know where might I find 'Robert'?"
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