3 Days Ago
Oh nice, this is new.
So we’re going back to the day Taylor met Imp and finding out what the deal is. Sounds good to me!
I drew in a deep breath, then exhaled, long and slow.
“I got your back,” Lisa told me. I nodded.
Whatcha doooin’?
With a push, the door swung wide open.
The inside of the building didn’t match the exterior. It was situated in one of the low-lying areas of the Docks, where the flooding had yet to fully dissipate.
I guess they are out to find and recruit Imp, much like Kid Win with Chariot.
The buildings around here were in such bad shape that nobody was willing to use them for shelter or venture inside to take things.
And considering the state of things, that takes a lot.
I suppose there’s no reason to expect to find Imp here, then? Unless she’s the exception to the “nobody”..
On the inside, however, the place was reinforced with girders and beams. Pieces of sheet metal sat between the thick metal shafts and the exterior wall, with holes cut to accommodate the windows. Handles on the metal shutters suggested that the plywood could be moved aside in a pinch. At ground level, there were stacked sandbags of a slightly different make from the usual, with plastic stapled over each pile.
Hm. Don’t judge a bookkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkk kkkkk kk k k k k k, I guess. Or a building.
…oh right, “The inside of the building didn’t match the exterior.” right at the top of the paragraph.
(See, this is one reason why I don’t usually liveblog while slightly sleepy. If that keeps up I’m gonna have to split the session.)
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