[network] @hotstud_xxx, Late Night 190, audio [open]

[rubikscomplex]

[It's almost midnight when House's message goes out. He sounds honestly terrified. His hands are shaking too much to type, and he's too frantic to think of voice-to-text. There's also the music. He can hear it. He can't tell where it's coming from, but it's there and it's fading in and out with the static and a whisper that he can just make out.

It would probably be better to see to his wounds first, but that's secondary at the moment.]

The music. Who's hearing the music and the static? Have anyone's eyes changed? Who can hear it?

[He sings the first few lines.]

Lavender's blue, dilly dilly, lavender's green...

It's Andromeda's song for Winter. It's the song in the apartment with the knives. The Jedi heard it, too. His eyes or his hand set it off.

Who can hear it?

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[rubikscomplex]

[Yeah. He can sympathize.]

Keep track of how many times the song repeats and the duration of the static.

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[It takes Kid several hours to reply, as he's been listening to the song.]

I've listened--it keeps repeating. Over and over. I've heard it sixteen times now. Intermittently. I've typed it.

Approximately one second of static and a high pitched computerized sound--
Then singing follows: We will live dilly dilly and when we die.
Then, two seconds of static--
Singing again, again: Both in one [static]grave, dilly dilly, close we [static] will lie. This singing is covered by static intermittently but it doesn't completely obscure the words.
Then static again. Two seconds. No high pitched noise.
More singing--If I die first dilly dilly and that may [static] be [static, long],
You must [static] live [static] on [static, long] dilly dilly thinking [static, long] of me.

There is static at the end--I can't count how long. It...I was trying to hear what was being said. Long live the prophet.

[Does Kid sound freaked out? He's freaked out]

[rubikscomplex]

Identical.

[That's... both encouraging and disturbing.]

Do whatever the hell kinda breathing exercises you know, kid.