The Booking Office
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The Booking Office
The little office contains a telegraph machine sitting on a desk by a fabric-protected window with a typewriter in the middle, some paper, and two ink stands and some lists to the right. A kettle sits on a little gas stove (unlit) on the filing cabinet in the corner. A filing cabinet stands at the other end of the long narrow room with a small key rack above it, post boxes line the back wall while policies and procedures in poster form, alongside a calendar and a clock are on the other wall. (To search the room you should really enter the appropriate thread, but may read both. To drag him out you can simply keep posting here.)
A fellow in Station Master uniform lies face down on the floor, sprawled out in the little office, one booted foot pressed up against where the base of the door had once stood. He groans a little, shifting slightly at the rush of warm air, as the room he is in was quite chilled as though it were twenty degrees (Fahrenheit) cooler in there. The air also smells strongly of rancid butter mixed with some awfully strong perfume.
A fellow in Station Master uniform lies face down on the floor, sprawled out in the little office, one booted foot pressed up against where the base of the door had once stood. He groans a little, shifting slightly at the rush of warm air, as the room he is in was quite chilled as though it were twenty degrees (Fahrenheit) cooler in there. The air also smells strongly of rancid butter mixed with some awfully strong perfume.
Is it bad that I listen to this about ten times a day?
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Artemis' face scrunched at the pungent, unsettling smell as he made his way about the room. He left the prone man to one of his fellow travelers, and began to search through the room as quickly as he could trying to stomach the terrible stench. What is that smell? It's not that familiar, but not totally unknown to me, Artemis kept trying to focus on his searching of the desk and files.
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Is it bad that I listen to this about ten times a day?
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The smell of the room continued to press upon Artemis' senses. The files and papers he came across were what one would expect to find in such an office. However, one set of papers caught his attention and he folded them into his jacket pocket. These time tables could help us understand the trains passage through this place, and if nothing else when we can catch the next one to get on our way, he thought to himself. As he searched the desk, he noticed that the drawers were different or rather one drawer was odd. It was small, or rather it was shorter than the others. He focused his attention on the drawer, and away from the continual smell, and he turned his head trying to see what was different.
He pulled out the drawer and when it caught, he pulled it a bit harder. When he did, the drawer came loose and with it a flash of silver fell from the drawer, as well as a slip of paper. He grabbed the silver, and turned it about, it looked like the type of thing the others had found earlier in the waiting room.
He pulled out the drawer and when it caught, he pulled it a bit harder. When he did, the drawer came loose and with it a flash of silver fell from the drawer, as well as a slip of paper. He grabbed the silver, and turned it about, it looked like the type of thing the others had found earlier in the waiting room.
The note was written by someone other than the writer of the things about the desk. Artemis shook his head, grabbed the note and headed back to the waiting room.I'm sorry. I couldn't wear it. I had to see!
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As he turns he sees Charlie standing there, "Another item that was supposed to protect them, there should be more throughout the station, perhaps with more letters."
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"Protect them from what? And why? Artemis asked Hagan as he flashed the silver medal and the note. "You never did say what you found upstairs, so what's up there?"
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"Well, all the lights are blown, one room had a bunch of torn paper with letters addressed to various people by obviously disturbed minds, another had a bloodstained mattress. As I've said, I believe these medallions were supposed to protect them from the restless dead that haunt the area. Clearly they failed."
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"this just does not make any sense," Artemis spoke with an obvious level of frustration. "I think we need to go talk to the Station Master and everyone else to figure out what is going on here. With no tools, we are going to have to try breaking a window or two to get ourselves out of this place. "
Artemis turned towards the door and walked back into the Waiting Room.
Artemis turned towards the door and walked back into the Waiting Room.
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Charlie exhales noisily through his nose, then follows.
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Ilona moves straight towards the key rack to see if the keys to the upstairs doors are there.
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The three keys sit there, as expected, as well as a spare key to the baggage room, booking office and the front door. The key for the maint. (whatever that means) is currently missing.
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Ilona snatches up the keys off the rack and instead of leaving the room immediately, she goes over to the desk and has a quick look at the papers on the desk and the typewriter.
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A chunk of the papers has been swept out and removed into the main hall, judging by the empty spaces. A quick glance shows nothing out of the ordinary. What did this guy do all day? Perhaps in the filing cabinet...?
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She'll check the filing cabinet.
Maybe that might hold some further clue as to what's going on? Do I really want to know? Perhaps I'll find out that this is all some kind of strange military exercise and it will put my mind at ease. Not likely. Oh come on now, positive thoughts...
Maybe that might hold some further clue as to what's going on? Do I really want to know? Perhaps I'll find out that this is all some kind of strange military exercise and it will put my mind at ease. Not likely. Oh come on now, positive thoughts...
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The filing cabinet is ... locked. And she doesn't have the key. It looks like it would be a relatively small key required to unlock the cabinet.
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Charlie breezes in and goes over to the telegraph machine. He pauses, his finger hovering over the lever, and frowns.
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Charlie is starting to get a headache. Light, at first, but still there.
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Charlie taps out three dots followed by three dashes then 3 more dots, after a brief pause he does this again, and again, then one more before leaving the room.
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The little office contains a telegraph machine sitting on a desk by a fabric-protected window with a typewriter in the middle, some paper, and two ink stands and some lists to the right. A kettle sits on a little gas stove (unlit) on the filing cabinet in the corner. A filing cabinet stands at the other end of the long narrow room with a small key rack above it (emptied), post boxes line the back wall while policies and procedures in poster form, alongside a calendar and a clock are on the other wall. The room is quite chilled as though it were twenty degrees (Fahrenheit) cooler in there. The air also smells strongly of rancid butter mixed with some awfully strong perfume.
Is it bad that I listen to this about ten times a day?
Oh, also, check out my new blog on roleplaying and running games: http://stwildonroleplaying.blogspot.com/
Oh, also, check out my new blog on roleplaying and running games: http://stwildonroleplaying.blogspot.com/
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Kate heads directly to the telegraph to see if it is in working order and connected. If so, she begins to transmit a message requesting immediate assistance from the Home Guard.
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