Air-conditioning and wishing wells

[squirmelia]

It was 10:38 in Sao Paulo, but she was in Chandlers Ford. She'd look upwards, over her monitor, and see a bin or maybe a bucket on top of a cupboard. There was condensation on the air conditioning unit, apparently, and the roof tile was off, displaying pieces of metal and a few pipes. The bin/bucket was blue and billowing with plastic, and she could see the word "well" on a sticker on the side. She wondered if it was a wishing well. The lights went dim, she wasn't moving enough to keep them on. At one point she climbed on the desk and looked in the wishing well, and it looked like most disused wells do, stale water, bits of rubbish floating inside. She started wishing anyway, of course, frantically wishing.