From:	Stefan Hahn <HAHN@***.EDU>
Subject:	Disasterpiece Theatre
Date:	Mon, 25 Oct 1993 11:46:37 -0700

>>>>>[ Yesterday it was power fluctuations, today it's, well, I'll let
Archangel explain. ]<<<<<
--Frontier (11:19:10/10-25-54)

>>>>>[ ...and whilst I was in the Wallingford area this fine morning, the
windows did start to rattle, and yea, the street itself to vibrate as it oft
does it a really bitching nightclub. Verily, it seemed as if an earthquake were
imminent, though Vulcan's forges have lain dormant these many years.

A high-pitched whistling began at the edge of mine ears, and grew in volume, a
keening not unlike a banshee's wail. Suddenly, a manhole cover didst hurl
itself into the air atop a pillar of steam, and I barely dodged the hurt'ling
disc as it came crashing down to the sidewalk. Then another did do the same,
and another, until vents were open for many city blocks, and traffic was most
dismayed.

The surrounding buildings, too, were afflicted by this chaos without apparent
cause. But sure am I that some great evil be afoot here... ]<<<<<
--Archangel (11:30:28/10-25-54)

>>>>>[ So wha'happen? Someone wanna translate this medeval drek?
Word.up!homeboy! ]<<<<<
--Raz'r'sEdge (11:32:04/10-25-54)

>>>>>[ It appears to have been a buildup of pressure in the sewer system in
that sector. Someone or something closed all the usual venting systems, but
nobody was there in the matrix when I checked, and sure as hell didn't leave
any tracks. ]<<<<<
--Frontier (11:35:09/10-25-54)

>>>>>[ What my comrade fails to mention is the static that was left
throughout
the area. Quite a lot of it, actually. Covered about eight city blocks.
]<<<<<
--Dilletante (11:38:40/10-25-54)

>>>>>[ Static? ]<<<<<
--Raz'r'sEdge (11:39:34/10-25-54)

>>>>>[ Astrally, my friend, astrally. Like mental molasses. Like wading
through
jello. It'd be like you going back to turtleing when you're used to an
Excalibur. ]<<<<<
--Dilletante (11:43:27/10-25-54)