Empty Lot (#926)

(an instance of Generic Performance Room made by Marcus)

     Out here is an empty lot. A building stood here once, not too long ago in ages past. Maybe burned, maybe pulled down, broken, scattered like dry, dead leaves. Now only the blank brick faces of adjacent blocks or buildings frame the space.
     A FREE OJ T-shirt catches fire, blazes briefly, and is gone.

You see Samhain Fire and a metal crate here.

EXITS:
      On the wall of the building to the west is a door. [ theater ] Backstage. You pull the door open and enter darkness to smell sawdust and satin.
      [ street ] Little St.. You round the fence and come out into

This place has a certain ambiance...
     In the distance you hear someone moan a few bars...the Hymn to the Moon.
     Almost sounds far away, as if you could hear tides lapping the river.
     (To be born is to pass and to change.)
     High in the sky speed clouds across. A far-off howl raises hairs on your skin.
     Sounds echo against the brick buildings surrounding.
     Far off some shrill shrieking pierces the air, subsiding to a moan...
     You think of the savagery of Artemis upon Actaeon. The huntress and the stag.
     You wonder if you are perceiving what others do.




VERB SOURCE CODE:

description: 
desc = pass(@args);
if (#2162 in this.contents)
    if (#2162.name[1..12] == "Samhain Fire")
        if (length(#2162.name) > 12)
            desc = {desc, this.firelit};
        else
            desc = {desc, this.fireout};
        endif
    endif
endif
return this:weather_daytime(desc);
.


PROPERTY DATA:
      fireout
      firelit