She leads the way. As you get closer, the men stop talking and stare at you.
“why did you bring a stranger here?” says an old man. An overbearing voice bellows from this human relic, his completely parched skin looking like an antique sepia map.
“Forget about the stranger, let’s settle the rest first… What the hell happened at the tower ???” she asks, turning to the para-glider team.
“ The smoke and flash grenades went off too early!… “ says one of them “then, when we finally got there, everybody was panicking and trying to escape!”
“We tried our best to detach the body before we jumped,” says the other “but obviously. it didn’t work…”
“It obviously didn’t !” says the hippie, emptying her saddlebag on the ground.
You lamentably pass out.
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