ULTIMATE POWER SIDE STORY: THE TRIPLETS (Part 1)
by DustyBottums - written for DTM / Amy's Conquest
*** The Below is an extended segment from this story, written for us by the
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12:37 a.m.
The Bradley Gallery at the Baltimore Museum of Art and Science
The world swam back into focus, slowly, followed swiftly by a thudding pain in
his temples that was not unlike some of the hangovers he remembered from his
college days, some 15 years before. The enormous space of the gallery was dark,
as it usually was this time of night. Small, dim cones of yellowish accent light
shone onto the paintings on the walls of the hall; the pale night lighting shone
in crescent moon shapes on the polished marble of the floor.
More of Stephen Nelson's senses came back into focus, some of them in
razor-sharp detail ... including his memory of his last few conscious seconds ... .
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A normal night ... quiet ... he had been walking his patrol through the dark halls and
auditoriums of the museum ... the silent, watchful eyes of the portraits on the
walls ... the haunted countenances of artistic subjects long dead ... the lonely,
singular sounds of his shoes on the floor ... all normal ... until that one strange
sound. A soft rustle ... a barely audible sound of disturbed air ... a strange, quiet
grinding sound.
Then he had noticed the rope.