After gaining entrance to the Keck's office last night, then thinking better of exploring the crow's nest in the dark, I downed seven Alprazolam and still slept an uneasy sleep in the web office. After posting this morning's news, I downed some more sedatives and finished off Anthony's Jameson 12 Year before heading to Tim's office. Upon opening the door, I heard some scuffling and grunting from the crow's nest and then, after a minute, silence. I waited for a few minutes, pulled the last drink of whiskey from the bottle, and climbed the rickety spiral staircase up into the crow's nest. At the top of the window was a most baffling scene, but the first thing I noticed was a window open just enough for someone to climb in and out of it.
An inventory, with pictures, after the jump:
- This doll, apparently "the leader."
Danzig riding cow detail. Angel with horns detail.
The open window:
Shotgun and bullet shell casings strewn about the floor:
Tim Keck's "workstation" [note absence of power supply, hard drive, and mouse]:
One manila envelope with "DRUNKS NEED SHIRTS" written on it [filled with receipts from Value Village]:
Troublesome painting:
One vanity mirror, electric razor debris stuck to the reflecting side:
Stack of three books:
Stockpile of Hennessy Very Special Cognac. Half of the bottles exactly half empty:
Heavily used copy of Dianetics filled with Post-It notes that say things like "INCISIVE!!!" and "TRY IN 2011":
Coupons dating back to 2003, mostly for meat products:
One phone, also not plugged into anything. Speed dial buttons for "Putin," "Saddam [crossed out]," "DAN!!!," and "Herfy's." (See detail)
A cemetery plat:
Three phonograph records: Tammy Fay Baker's Don't Give Up, a collection of JFK speeches, and How to Communicate Your Ideas:
Four cans of Rize, one open. [When I picked it up and shook the can lightly, I could hear the carbonation still fizzling.]:
One copy of Teen Witch: Wicca for a New Generation:
Worrisome writing on the wall:
Boarded windows:
Escape route:
