#dm smp

The old man watches as another letter floats through the crack. He goes to pick it up as somehow the crack momentarily stretches wider to spit out a clunky cardboard box. It crashes to the ground in a large thump and cracking sounds that make Kronos wince.

"What the fuck??" He exclaims quietly. He moves closer and looks in the box to find some metal contraption snapped in half and other smaller boxes underneath it with writing. Upon further investigation he puzzles over the plastic contraptions inside of the cases.

Finally, he picks up the letter and gives it a read. Kronos' brow furrows and he tosses the letter aside in frustration. He picks up the smaller cases, discarding the contents of them into the box. He hides the empty cases behind his barrel where the warden won't find them. Then he takes the box and carefully throws each item back into the void below, making sure nothing gets left on the short landing between his bars and the emptiness below.

Finally he takes out his pen and gets to the letter.

"While I don't know how you are sending these, I think it might be wise not to send larger objects through... for now. If i get caught by the warden I'd have way too much explaining to do.

By the nature of your tone I'm guessing you know who I am, but of what nature I'm not sure. I'll read what I can on the boxes. Shame whatever contraption you sent broke, but I don't think I'd have a place to hide it anyway."

No.