[via]
I remember The Uniform. Back before we had adequate funding, we’d suit up just like that to delve into the damp darkness undetected, in search of hidden archives. Now we do it from the basement, and The Uniform hangs unused in the back of The Boiler Room in a climate-controlled display case.

Although our hunting days are over, we still give each other knowing winks and nods, and reminisce about The Uniform on The Overnight Open Thread.