What's in/on your nightstand? (For Dark)
What's in your [redacted]?
4. What's in/on your nightstand?
"Why does it interest you, my Dear?" Dark spoke slowly, clasping his hands on his suit tie. With a tug though, and twitch of his whole body, an opening appeared next to him, pure black in color. He was rather reluctant, but one of his projections, the blue one, made a motion like it was pulling back a screen over the opening before blinking out of existence. It revealed the image of a black nightstand, made of mahogany. It was gothic in nature, holding curved legs and two pull handles, with the adornment of a skull below them, between the legs.
With a flick of his purple eye at you, he then opened up the top drawer. In it, there was what looked like rocks, a pink gun, some rings, a remote, some scribbled on sticky notes in all caps, and a standard mason jar... that had two eyeballs looking up at you. You could just see the hints of a smile moving in the jar before Dark was shutting the drawer with a tendril. The next drawer held a file full of papers, a laptop, and a photo. It was of Damien, Actor, the Colonel, Celine... and tucked in the corner, was a small indecipherable picture of someone. The glass of the picture frame was missing.
Shutting that drawer, a purple seemed to be lighting Dark's face, and he coughed into a fist before turning away to step fully into the portal and leave. His projections were ahead of him, already stepping in moving about, one twitching like crazy. By the way he was very stiff, it looked like it was taking everything in him not to behave just like it. "That will be all. Some warning next time, yes, Darling?"
