fandomtownies | Corner of Loon Drive and Chimera Court, 8:05 to 8:09 AM Tuesday

There was something in the air on Loon Drive, right where it met and turned into Chimera Court. Not the machine parts, which had dissipated overnight and left tolerable weather; rather, a shivering, a tiny displacement of light. It lasted for four long minutes, and when it was done, it spit out a single cog before disappearing entirely.

Voices filtered through, but they were not the voices of anyone nearby.

"We had a plan! We discussed this!" A female voice, seasoned with a slurring old English accent.

Shouting, indecipherable, followed.

"You cannot treat the illness! There is nothing on the island that can help you!" Another voice. Male this time. Spanish.

The sound of footsteps.

"Just give her to us!" The first voice again. "This is the only thing you can do for her! Search your heart, sir, you know it to be true!"

And then a third, final voice, American, male, low and growling: "I am not letting you put my baby girl in some boat!"

The cog clinked as it hit the ground, then rolled down the steps. Down, down, down, until it vanished into a sewer grate. Loon Drive fell silent once more. Everything was as it had been.

[[ open for reactions from anyone who might wander by here during this very small instance in time. ]]