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Your Guess Is As Good As Mine
03|03|07
"The next hour was spent exploring the various cubicles to the sides of the main hall.
Some were huge, scaling many stories, and revealed evidence of previous activities
and testing; others were now storerooms or small workshops; whilst others were completely
stripped, black and empty, echoing to the coos of pigeons and their stink. Some parts of
this building had been derelict, or unused, for a while. In one of the larger test cells,
which was called Cathedral (so I was now lost for a name for the building as a whole),
I took a ladder into a dark, dank loft chamber. As the door closed behind me, I could hear the hundreds
of "coos" and scuttling of nervous birds
in the darkness. Moving in any further would’ve caused a feathered maelstrom, resembling
a scene from Hitchcook’s The Birds. It really wasn’t worth the bother (or mess, or eventual
infections)."
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