<b>Valerie</b><br/><br/>The camera's imager was fuzzy, an occasional line of static crossing the feed as the information stream stuttered. Trying to move the camera yielded no success, the mechanism in the machine seized. The view itself was skewed, the camera on a leftward angle to the central hallway, but enough was visible on the right edge of the screen that Valerie had a good view of what was there.<br/><br/>Which was apparently nothing. The lights on the third floor were off, all save the dim glow from the stairwell on either side, and the flashing red and green indicators on the elevator panels.<br/><br/>The wireless signal that popped up didn't pop up again. Exterior access panel on the third floor had another embedded security layer, but nothing severe.<br/><br/><br/><br/><br/><b>Darion</b><br/><br/>The room was dim, a pale light casting from the floor illuminated the world beyond the door. A short hallway opened into what had once, long ago, been a home.  A bedroom, a bathroom, a tiny little corner kitchen. All lost now to time and the ever reaching arms of Babylon. It was silent for all but a gentle buzzing from the light on the floor, its cord snaking to a half exposed plug in the ruin of the kitchen.<br/><br/>A window at the far end was beaded with moisture, streaked from the decades that had passed beyond it. A pale light shone through it, the world beyond a blur of warped light.<br/><br/>It was empty, that room beyond the door, empty of all life. But not of all things. Beside the window, nestled in the corner, a figure sat, curled up, leaning against the wall. It was clad int he garb of a past life, colors stained and faded by time. It sat there, silent, motionless. A machine of flesh without a spark, no will left to drive it. It stared into the void, the photosensitive layers within the plastic and aluminum reflecting the dim light from the floor in rainbow hues within the green iris.<br/><br/>Upon the wall, streaks of blue and green and gold. Upon the floor around the lifeless form, empty paint tubes, nozzles caked in dry color. A final work of art, a last breath of life in a dying place, from a dying mind. Clasped in its hand, a paintbrush tipped in white. Upon the canvas of color upon the wall, words in white.<br/><br/><i>Into the night we all must go, into what world, we do not know.<br/>
Cast not your light here, for in this dark, I have nothing left to fear.</i><br/><br/><br/><br/><br/><br/><br/><br/>Darion / Valerie Environment Map<br/><div class="ToggleTriggerAnchor bbCodeSpoilerContainer">
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