by PolyesterHomes » Wed Jun 17, 2020 12:12 pm
Peter and Tom arrive. Nicole, Abner, Terrance, and Inteus are here. Michael arrives soon after.
You enter the room and are hit with a vague sense of overwhelming pressure. The location seems built like a prison, sporting a short hallway, a panel of ballistic glass, and several locked bars block you from the plethora of equipment you spot on the other side of the counter.
Blocking your view somewhat is a grizzled face, smoking a pipe of some sort. He wears an old military uniform, clearly made for dress rather than combat thanks to its relatively bright color palette. He stares at you judgmentally, as if staring into your soul.
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PolyesterHomes on Wed Jun 17, 2020 12:14 pm, edited 1 time in total.
"Whisper in the dark. The battle may yet be won."