Date: 2009-10-31 06:19 am (UTC)
Keenan blinks. "...Amaranth?" he says.

Then he shakes his head. "Primavera, how much of the run-down do you remember?" He indicates a desk at the foot of a bed, with a crystal ball, some rather steampunk switches, and a scroll with the words "Being A Map Of The Dreaming of Keenan Caine."

There are six beds so equipped. These beds are... just beds.
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