Cole Burkhardt
speaker
1,091 appearances
6 recordings
1 series
first heard May 2026
last heard today
Cole Burkhardt’s voice in public audio — every appearance, attributed to the second.
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Locked in his own mind.
Still,
The clock ticked, louder than anything else.
In the center of what remained the linoleum floor, where the breakfast table should have been, sat what appeared to be a large obsidian black stone cube, the center of what looked like a vacuum.
The stone slab of absolute night, two meters tall, with edges so sharp they seemed to slice the very air around them.
It didn't just sit there, it anchored the room.
A low hum that emanated from the stone thrummed in sync with the ticking of the clock.
Tick, tock, tick, tock.
The once dead man in the peach dressing gown was there too, but he wasn't on the floor anymore.
He was suspended in front of the black stone, feet just hovering above what was supposed to be the floor.
Strands of wool from his gown were floating upward, vibrating, disappearing into the surface of the block.
His wild, white hair was doing something similar.
He had a slightly bug-eyed and frantic look about him, but he nonchalantly licked at the cream that hung from the whisk in his right hand.
He held that whisk like a soldier holds a weapon.
Yummy.
The once dead man, who now moved like the living, extended the whist towards Dillinger.
You want some, soldier?
Dillinger winced at being called soldier, and a sharp pain jolted his chest.
Still, the once dead man spoke.
A little sustenance before you, the detective, solve the crime of your life?
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