Wrewdison approaches the payphone, the air around him shimmering slightly as he moves, perhaps a subtle display of his otherworldly nature. He notices a shiny quarter sitting in the coin return, gleaming under the dim streetlights. His gaze then shifts to the sticker on the outside of the glass door, a cult of the dead cow symbol that stands out against the faded exterior. Lastly, his attention is drawn to the mysterious dataport. It's out of place on such an antiquated device—perhaps a modification for covert communications or something more arcane.

taken in #downtown - a payphone