Knock on the door lightly
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| - | You wrap your knuckles against the door light, and | + | You wrap your knuckles against the door light, and hear a lock turn inside. The door swings open quickly and Cassandra levels a gun with your head. You raise both of your hands, and when she see's it's only you, she lowers the gun. |
"I thought you were asleep," she says, turning and going into the room. You follow her inside what was once a small office. Paperwork is scattered about the room, and boxes of ledgers sit in every nook and cranny. There's a singular small desk and chair, and on top of the desk is an old rusty radio, which is producing a very low level of static. "I was listening to the radio to see if I could get any chatter." | "I thought you were asleep," she says, turning and going into the room. You follow her inside what was once a small office. Paperwork is scattered about the room, and boxes of ledgers sit in every nook and cranny. There's a singular small desk and chair, and on top of the desk is an old rusty radio, which is producing a very low level of static. "I was listening to the radio to see if I could get any chatter." | ||
Current revision as of 07:31, 23 June 2016
You wrap your knuckles against the door light, and hear a lock turn inside. The door swings open quickly and Cassandra levels a gun with your head. You raise both of your hands, and when she see's it's only you, she lowers the gun.
"I thought you were asleep," she says, turning and going into the room. You follow her inside what was once a small office. Paperwork is scattered about the room, and boxes of ledgers sit in every nook and cranny. There's a singular small desk and chair, and on top of the desk is an old rusty radio, which is producing a very low level of static. "I was listening to the radio to see if I could get any chatter."
"But you hide the room during the day?" You ask. She nods.
"Of course I do," she says. "I don't want anyone stealing the radio. It's the best shot at survival." She turns and looks you up and down. "The receiver works, but I can't radio out. Still, I get a little information from it now and then."
