File #003 :audio | written:

[unfringed]

[The audio file follows exactly as it is written, save for a few places where Walter stutters or mumbles.]

Greetings fellow inmates of Luceti, my name is Walter Bishop and I am constructing a laboratory in my living space. If anyone should come across any equipment that may be of use in doing so, I would be most obliged if you could tell me.

Now, onto the important matters. I was told there are others who are experts or at least versed in transdimensional world travelling and I should very much like to speak to them. Particularly the one named "Tony Stark" if he is available. A young girl named Harlem said I should say hello to you.

I have also heard there were others involved in a failed attempt at returning home. I should very much like to speak to these individuals if they are still present. I believe we may be able to help each other.

Also, if anyone has seen a set of tuning forks, I seem to have misplaced them.

Please check your microwave ovens and other such devices before turning them on. It would be most unfortunate if you should end up with one in your neck.

Thank you for your time.

Oh, and residents of Building 1. Flame Building - what an unfortunate name - if you see sugar cubes lying on the counters, please return them to me. But do not touch them with your bare hands. Thank you.

Comments

voice

[unfringed]

I hide things. This apartment building and the others are quite adequate for my needs in finding places to store important items.

Oh, and the sugar is mine. I just seem to have misplaced them somewhere.

voice

[stilldontgotit]

So, what? You just waltz right into people's rooms and stash things?

[He'd understand empty apartments, but isn't that kind of risky? Someone could just as easily find the goods and use them for themselves...

Then again, it's not really his call.]

I'll keep my eyes peeled for the forks, but you might want to be careful with your sugar next time around. I can't speak for everyone, but I've know someone who'd probably inhale it all the moment he saw it.

[Well, more like something. The fact is, Dream Eaters love their sweets, and Riku's Komory Bat is no exception.]

voice

[unfringed]

When necessary, yes. Sometimes. But I tend to use the walls so unless one is going to go through them, you're rather safe. I was testing something with the forks, so that is why I put the call out for them.

Oh, and I do hope no one does that. They might find themselves experiencing something rather odd if they've never had a trip before.

voice

[stilldontgotit]

Wait, are you saying those sugar cubes are drugged?

[That's... more than a little alarming. What if kids got their hands on them? Or what if somebody tried using them to cook?]

voice

[unfringed]

Yes, and this is why I am trying to find them! It is absolutely imperative that I find them before someone else does.

voice

[stilldontgotit]

Man, what'd you even drug them with? I've heard of experiments before, but I just don't get the point of spiking sugar.

voice

[unfringed]

I dosed them with an experimental creation of synthesized lysergic acid diethylamide. The ingredients are missing here so I had to substitute and I'm not entirely certain of the quality of the end product.

voice

[stilldontgotit]

And that's some kind of hallucinogen, right?

[...Man, science can be downright weird sometimes.]

So, suppose it turned out all right. What would you do with it then?

voice

[unfringed]

Yes, a very powerful one.

And if it turned out alright, I would be the one to take it. It helps me clear my mind.