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Post by Lilith on Jan 14, 2015 23:37:09 GMT -6
A giant neon clock.
It's time reading 9 o'clock. It was near the strip as everything in the background also had the same 'neon' vibe.
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Post by Cell on Jan 16, 2015 4:03:30 GMT -6
The lights, the darkness, the hands on the clock...all told a tale to Cell as he returned to the church. Plugging his camera as he looks at the face of the big metal timekeeper. She was a minx and a siren, so she wouldn't operate during the day. Especially not with something that required him to be dressed like her was going to. No, this picture was for information and that is what he got.
9, presumably at night was what the clock of stuck upon. That had to be the when to the add to the list, and hopefully the last picture holds more as to the location.
"Unless the clock is the meeting place."
Had he seen the last picture, such words wouldn't come across his mind. Alas, though, he did not as he opening the final picture, the image bringing a wide smile to his face. |
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