"uhh" the traveler sighed aloud while ducking under a low hanging vent pipe before coughing and letting the dust resting for so long on the cyndrical object fly again through the air.
Down the tunnel he walked trying to not get his coat any more dirty than it was, but at this point he was beyond needing a bath anyway... feet soaked in dry dust and stale air surrounding everything.
In front of him lied a light coming from above; crisp clean light of the sun shining down on the land of V. As he approached the grate he could see the sky far above him and even a person's foot or so occasionally block the light as they passed. Turning down the dark corridor continuing his search he saw a door and a sign above it covered in dust. Reaching as high as he could he wiped it off and saw the indented words in the sign painted in light green with a deep blue background. "Conservative alliance Discussion".
Instantly peaking his interest he opened the door slowly. surprising enough it did not creek or moan and opened quietly. The room inside wasn't of massive size; but certainly big enough to hold a small meeting of at least 30 people in there; to the sides were some curtains drawn back and tables and chairs folded up inside, directly in front of the room was a stage and a pulpit in the center; behind it was a cross and a wall made of planks of wood.
Stepping inside; the traveler saw that there was also chairs piled up behind the doors and beneath him was a simple purple rug, and on it stood himself and his dirty dress shoes.
walking up to the pulpit he saw some papers lying on it; the first page was covered with dust. but a gentle blowing soon set that to right. The first page was almost completely faded; but the header was readable at least in the poor lighting from the open door. "CAD notes 1" read the paper; though not super interesting it was somewhat valuable info to take up to the surface, a few snaps of a pocket camera later around the room and at the papers, it was time to go back stage to see if anything was there... turning on his flashlight built into his sunglasses he ventures into the unexplored...
nothing of value lied behind the stage just some simple props, a giant mirror, and some notes about mybiblegames.com and flash programs.. and even a Timex Sinclair 1000.
After a small musing on the items he turned to look at a white door, a simple white door with a commercial duty lever door handle with a silver color and a simple frame of the same colour as the door itself. Walking up to it; underneath him he heard... nothing?
Looking down he saw that his feet weren't creaking on the floor boards, but instead he had stepped on a doll. A simple homemade thing it was with button eyes and yarn hair curled up. reaching down and picking it up he looked at it very curiously... It was only about as big as his hand and had clearly evidently hand stitched marks on it to see as if it was made by a child. He then turned it around to see on the backside a hole in it.
With a very confused look he reached his finger in and heard a rustling sound, like paper. Using the one finger as a hook he pulled out a piece of paper rolled up and squished. unfolding it; he saw nothing but a bunch of warning labels not to give to children under the age of 3.
Chuckling a sigh of relief; he decided to take the doll with him and put it in his internal coat pocket.
Reaching forward, toward the door he began striding toward it when he heard a low rumbling sound on the other side... "what in the world" he though as he slowly began to approach the door once again. As he drew nearer he began to feel this sense... of that someone or something.. was watching him... but he didn't want to look back to see what it was, if it was even there in the first place.
Cringing mildly, he rest his hand on the cold silver handle and be began to turn it... it clicked and he began to push it open...unknowing of what truths he would uncover...
"uhh" the traveler sighed aloud while ducking under a low hanging vent pipe before coughing and letting the dust resting for so long on the cyndrical object fly again through the air.
Down the tunnel he walked trying to not get his coat any more dirty than it was, but at this point he was beyond needing a bath anyway... feet soaked in dry dust and stale air surrounding everything.
In front of him lied a light coming from above; crisp clean light of the sun shining down on the land of V. As he approached the grate he could see the sky far above him and even a person's foot or so occasionally block the light as they passed. Turning down the dark corridor continuing his search he saw a door and a sign above it covered in dust. Reaching as high as he could he wiped it off and saw the indented words in the sign painted in light green with a deep blue background. "Conservative alliance Discussion".
Instantly peaking his interest he opened the door slowly. surprising enough it did not creek or moan and opened quietly. The room inside wasn't of massive size; but certainly big enough to hold a small meeting of at least 30 people in there; to the sides were some curtains drawn back and tables and chairs folded up inside, directly in front of the room was a stage and a pulpit in the center; behind it was a cross and a wall made of planks of wood.
Stepping inside; the traveler saw that there was also chairs piled up behind the doors and beneath him was a simple purple rug, and on it stood himself and his dirty dress shoes.
walking up to the pulpit he saw some papers lying on it; the first page was covered with dust. but a gentle blowing soon set that to right. The first page was almost completely faded; but the header was readable at least in the poor lighting from the open door. "CAD notes 1" read the paper; though not super interesting it was somewhat valuable info to take up to the surface, a few snaps of a pocket camera later around the room and at the papers, it was time to go back stage to see if anything was there... turning on his flashlight built into his sunglasses he ventures into the unexplored...
nothing of value lied behind the stage just some simple props, a giant mirror, and some notes about mybiblegames.com and flash programs.. and even a Timex Sinclair 1000.
After a small musing on the items he turned to look at a white door, a simple white door with a commercial duty lever door handle with a silver color and a simple frame of the same colour as the door itself. Walking up to it; underneath him he heard... nothing?
Looking down he saw that his feet weren't creaking on the floor boards, but instead he had stepped on a doll. A simple homemade thing it was with button eyes and yarn hair curled up. reaching down and picking it up he looked at it very curiously... It was only about as big as his hand and had clearly evidently hand stitched marks on it to see as if it was made by a child. He then turned it around to see on the backside a hole in it.
With a very confused look he reached his finger in and heard a rustling sound, like paper. Using the one finger as a hook he pulled out a piece of paper rolled up and squished. unfolding it; he saw nothing but a bunch of warning labels not to give to children under the age of 3.
Chuckling a sigh of relief; he decided to take the doll with him and put it in his internal coat pocket.
Reaching forward, toward the door he began striding toward it when he heard a low rumbling sound on the other side... "what in the world" he though as he slowly began to approach the door once again. As he drew nearer he began to feel this sense... of that someone or something.. was watching him... but he didn't want to look back to see what it was, if it was even there in the first place.
Cringing mildly, he rest his hand on the cold silver handle and be began to turn it... it clicked and he began to push it open...unknowing of what truths he would uncover...
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