CAR WASH

[fillerups]

CAR WASH

AT THE CAR WASH, WOAH

The door leading into the car wash is locked. You all know that, of course. You've likely tried it yourself, or watched someone make a fool out of themselves trying to break in. (Man, this is going to age poorly if you've all decided to surprise us and just leave the locked door alone.)

But today... well, call it a feeling. A gut instinct, maybe, that leads you to the doorway. This time, you put your hand on the doorknob - and it turns fully, the door swinging open so that you can enter. As you draw your hand back, you'll spot a bloody handprint on the knob - but then you blink, and it's gone.

The inside of the car wash is rather industrial looking, albeit mostly powered down. The lights are dim to begin with, and flicker ominously from time to time; occasionally, they even go out entirely, and it may be several minutes or several hours before they come back on. None of the machinery seems to be working, though there's a faint electronic hum coming from a shelf built into the wall, upon which a radio sits. Strangely, no matter how tall you are or how you conspire to stack things up and climb up to get it, it always seems to be just out of reach - there won't be any changing the channel for you.

It's hard to tell what you're meant to do here, now that you've gotten in. But since you couldn't get in until now, there must be some reason... right?

...only time will tell.

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Comments

[youcanreplytothiscomment]

[Nods.]

It feels like. . . people are getting drawn in here, somehow. But us in here, we have a little more control over it.

[humblepie]

We all have to have something in common to be here. To do something.

Which I assumed was killing, even if it was accidental. [Wait. Speaking of accident.] Has… anyone seen Hythlodaeus?

[youcanreplytothiscomment]

[Is he not around?]

He was here before. . .

[humblepie]

Has anyone seen him? The dead?

[He’s a little worried now.]

[fionafancypants]

Um, yeah, I saw him!

[humblepie]

[RELIEF. Whew.]

Okay. Thanks.

[aethertect]

[from the door:]

I assure you that you could not get rid of me.

[humblepie]

[He has the decency to look embarrassed.]

Sorry. I was just trying to make sure we weren’t missing anything important that happened.

[aethertect]

Ah, no, you are quite right to look at all the angles.

I'm afraid I was simply indisposed with covering up an accidental murder of mine. [... a beat.]

... Only kidding. If I must make that clear.