#tabletop

#tabletop

You walk into a crime scene, and suddenly a memory overwhelms you. Clink, clink, clink -the sound of clinking ice into an empty glass as a Brooklyn bartender asks, "What can I get you?" You then come back to the present and explore a basket that then transports you with the sound of bicycle tires crunching along a dirt road in a countryside with a lady gently humming, then "Oh NO" and SPLASH. You come back to the present and see a cut brake wire.