Doors The Estate

Black Iris: *taps temple* Abe Lincoln watching over secrets. Your outdated phone can't access what's already there. *voice drops to whisper* The groundskeeper's vase... what was really growing in it?

*The Groundskeeper goes rigid, his face draining of color* How do you know about-- *Abe cuts him off sharply* Enough. *His top hat tilts dangerously* Some secrets should stay buried.

*Holograpm appears - with number - emits from my Wristwatch*

*Everyone leans in* Unknown.

*Calls by cell phone*

*The phone rings once before a click* A muffled voice: They don't know why you're there. *The line goes dead*

Had this on speaker phone - did anyone here this?

I'm absolutely clueless - The Invitation was sent to Wither & Rott .LLC

*Abe's eyes narrow slightly* Wither & Rott? That's... curious.

Great Structure

*El Goblino's eyes gleam* Centuries old, yes?

Cringle El Goblino it is.

Have The Botanicals been recently cut?

*The sound of a door creaking open echoes from the hallway* The Groundskeeper appears, wiping his hands on his overalls. Well, I try to keep 'em tidy. The old man likes things just so. *He gestures vaguely toward the large window* Though some corners get overlooked.

*Thoughtful knod to the Groundskeeper*