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Day 1 Night

[ Over the murmur of conversations, explorations and violent attempts at escape, there comes a sound tick tick tick tick tick.............. CLICK.... The sky above snaps across the dome from blue to black... and everything goes dark.

A glow comes from the front door of each of the inns and one by one, you can see street lanterns begin to light up steadily past each of the gates.

The only flickering, organic light comes from above in the tower, spluttering high, high above everyone, through the slats of the closed shutters. After a moment, it's gone. ]

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...?

[ kneeling by it, holding the candle closer for a better look :|a ]

[The light spills into the darkness but doesn't come back with anything to reflect it to your eyes.]

....dry, of course...

[ glances up at the guttersweeper's broom.... stands up, and attempts to slip it out of his hands ]

[The fingers give a little, but otherwise maintain a firm grip on the handle.]

[ ...tries tugging with a little more force? Twisting it around as he tugs, maybe ]

[You here metal strain and the fine sound of small gears grinding. The broom comes loose and the fingers, pushed back unnaturally. make to encircle nothing in the air.]

[ ....all the more to confirm his suspicions. Good. ]

...

[ looks up at the guttersweeper's face in silence, for a few moments. ]

[The guttersweep's form is illuminated gently in the light of your strange candle. The jacket in disarray at the lapels, a small paper still pinned there.

The 'sweep's face is still the same, constant mask of idle curiosity.]

[ ...not human. Just a machine-doll, marionette to some puppeteer's hand-- that paper...?

Swaps the candle over to his other hand, holding it beside the broom with two fingers, and reaches for it ]

[The handwriting is sloppy with a bit of a loopy flare around the curves. It reads "Be kind to me. I have feelings."]

[ RESISTING URGE TO CRUMPLE NOTE ]

What kind of farce is this..........

[ ......puts note back

wields broom

stick handle end of broom into drain to carefully pry it up further ]

[The grate groans and scrapes against it's metal and cobblestone settings before finally popping up a few more inches. There's probably enough room to clear your whole arm through there.]

........... [ even if training hadn't taught him anything about sticking body parts down dark crevices common sense helps

kneeling by the drain again, putting the butt of the candle between his teeth. Takes the broom in two hands for better control, and carefully probes at what's down there ]

[The broomstick handle very, very quickly meets something solid, almost immediately. Changing the angle reveals some flat, smooth surface that when swept to the right, there's an audible thunk as it dips down, revealing some curvat-

It meets something solid... There's a clatter and a faint skittering sound as something is ... dislodged?]

Damn--

[ freezes at the clatter, straining his ears to listen for how far it--- drops? Slides? ]

[Not far by the sound of it.]

[ ....tries to reach it with the broom, if only to make contact with it. If he can get an idea of the distance involved... ]

[ At least, if there's something down there waiting to bite unwary limbs, one might as well check if the attempt is worth it. ]

[The rotation of the broom hit's that awkward point where it's practically under you, before you hear that faint sliding noise again, just a tiny tap against the broomhandle.]

[ ...grips the point of the broom resting on the edge of the drain, and pulls it out again, measuring the distance against the length of one of his own arms ]

[A little past the elbow, by your best estimate.]

....

........

[ PULLS OFF HIS SHIRT

WRAPS IT AROUND HIS FOREARM AND HAND

makeshift glove get ]

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