Everywhere In Fandom, Late Late Tuesday/Early Early Wednesday

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The snow drifted gently down onto the rooftops of Fandom Town. Lights shone brightly out many windows, televisions babbled their messages out into the night, and the washers hummed happily in the wake of their week-long strike. Peaceful, cosy, and packed warm, Fandom prepared to settle into the cold night.

Somewhere in one little cable, something twiddled that should have fizzled. A lamp shattered.

And the lights of Fandom surely died, every single one of them winking out at once. Shadows crept in, and with them, an eerie silence. No TV no washer no dryer came to life again, no single heater chose to spark, and even the coffee machines spluttered once then failed their grind.

The snow kept coming. Within Fandom itself, awareness stirred. Gently, blankets wafted into the cold corridors, fireplaces gathered, ready for life, where there'd previously been none, and candles shot up high to compensate for the dying of light.

In the bowels of Fandom, among the machinery, a banner reading WE APOLOGIZE FOR THE INCONVENIENCE sprung up for no apparent reason.

[ and the power's out! ]